Monday, September 04, 2006

Today got off to a rocky start and I found myself once again both haunted and affected by my past. So much of what I write and illustrate of late appears to seep out of the most desperate places.... Phantoms loosen from my soul, trickles of water crawling down a ragged cliff, or waves roaring with such ferocity they threaten to consume me. Its at these times even my brightest hopes seem out of reach and bathed in darkness.


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