A little hook I drop into the sea. Sometimes to catch a little fish, sometimes a doodle, a sketch or a photograph. I'm fishing art here.
Saturday, December 2
Our faces say so much. Yet we look for words. We refuse to hear what we see in the face. We wish to blame you, thats why we wait till you say it. Be true to yourself to your plants to your job to your pet to your spouse. Remember, we can see your face.