pan flute promenade

LET US HAVE A MEETING OF THE MINDS AND CONSTRUCT A PERFECT DAY.

I imagine greenery glinting. And a soft breeze against my skin. Or maybe, leaves falling. Yes, later than Summer, actually. It could be early Autumn. The sun, in any case, should be stationed overhead, and her golden rays filtering kindly down upon all. Maybe a strong ray of it lighting up your jaw, and arm. Continue reading “pan flute promenade”

we were sunmates in a hell-bound submarine

SO, I HAD A MEETING WITH A FELLA who was looking to partner with an artist in a business idea. He was friendly enough, and I thought he had an interesting project, so we agreed to meet at some point soon to kick the idea around.

I sent him some links to my art online, and he seemed to dig what he saw. And for my part, I thought he had a striking idea lacking good illustration. So far so good. Continue reading “we were sunmates in a hell-bound submarine”