Wow- Some year. Soooommmeeeee year!!
The power of death, the power of love, the will to survive, and meaningless-ness versus meaning............. We never thought it would be quite like this, did we? I find I sequester into my beloved literature and film and visual art as my personal escape. F. Scott Fitzgerald and Winter Dreams are on my mind today... so i thought i'd finally post...Be well, happy new year, and remember how frail life is....
here are some of my escape sketches....
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