Who I'd like to meet: Superman's Children, eco-warriors, truck drivers, persephone, roller derby queens, nurses, scientists, givers, priests, yogi, storytellers, people who don't know right now, playwrights, philosophers, people who are more visual, people who hop trains, performers, poets, seamstresses, activists, Spider-Man, kids, rangers, Snow White, dj's, massage therapists, people who work with their hands, bunnies, sportsracers, people who work in offices, dancers, baristas, artists, cleaners, climbers, Jeff's sister, Colbert, Skiers, Bikers, skaters, surfers, ani, people who are recovering, trees (and flowers), people who will die soon, gardeners, horses, Jolie-Pitt, soon-to-be mothers, margie's daughter, astronomers, people who are scared, girls who wear black and listen to the Smiths, cuffmakers, lambs, Miranda July, the man in the moon, Bono, people from 'round here, Obama...
I think we all are individuals worth remembering and to God we are all known. This is the message it get from your blog and that is worth remembering as well. thanks. Chuck
Thanks for sharing your Gift of finding Art in even the small and insignificant and overlooked. The eye of the artist transforms all things.
oh i cut his hair myself one night, pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
and told me that i had done alright
The infinite beauty of the infinitessimal.
This returned me to the center…wherever.
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