Sketchbook #51 2019
I cannot sleep In your presence
We all have stories, these are mine. I tell them with a heart full of love and through eyes of kindness.
I cannot sleep In your presence
Taking a break from my mental break to make a few notes about working on the van.
A little lego superman
OH! My crayon. We need you all.
Love came without warning,
Oh! What nights such as these!
1: To get started, write one true sentence.
“Were I with you I would remain silent; but since we are separated, I must write, or I shall die of grief.”
Kafka to Felice
Arc and burn Two things made one
Such a fine specimen Fat and happy