Fall is here. You wouldn't know it by the temperature. 70 degrees today.
Dead leaves fall from the trees like cards spilling out of the hands of a clumsy magician.
Winter will fall upon us like a tiger surprising an unsuspecting prey.
The future is as beautiful and unpredictable as a snowflake landing on a babies nose.
Melting and dripping into your mouth. Ahhhhhh the sweet taste of pro activity.
Cards and coins make odd bed fellows laying at the bottom of my doctors bag.
What sort of modern Shaman have I become. The tricks of the trade making an impact everyday.
Today I worked with no words, to an audience who spoke no english. Didn't matter; turned up the music loud and let the art speak for itself.