Far from the maddening crowd

I'm fueled by passion and intensity!!

..and time is just memory, etched with desire... (Tom Waits)

Winter Bliss

(thank you)

old and nude

part of me (and you) remains in everything i have drawn (upon and under)
that part stays and I am pulled and thrown and tossed into
the next, the coming and the leap back towards then
a return, again, a new.

Ode to Barthes

Gestures

The Return, and death to the line

Il Popolo di Barga

Barga, Italy...miei amore.