I walked on very wobbly legs my first year in Ithaca, carrying with me only a blank sheet of paper to write my new story on. It's been about two and a half years since then and my new story wrote itself, one character after another. It began building a castle of stories that included… Continue reading my first art show
Month: October 2012
who is the genius?
She is the goddess of art. She lives independent of earth rules, and visits artist in random moments. Like a body without life to move it, so is the artist without genius. She doesn't depend on expertise; remember, she is genius. She moves at her own pace and runs at her own whims. She answers… Continue reading who is the genius?
safe or sorry?
Neither. Those who know me well know that I don't play it safe. Ever. I have gambled with my life time and again, and those standing by could only dread the obvious outcome that I would soon suffer. And suffer I did, but have never been sorry for it. The aftermath of myself doing stupid… Continue reading safe or sorry?