sometimes you wonder about heaven and hell but not at once and not on the grey afternoons these days you know what purgatory is the in-between the waiting place the not-quite Halloween not yet turkeys and cranberries -from ‘grey,’ a poem, Nov. 1

Artists have it good. We make things up, show them off, and make our mark. If we’re lucky, people get what we do while we’re here. After we go and leave things behind, those things tell our story. – blog October 31