This party has got to end After I bandage up this kid I think this party has got to end Remember me? I’ve got to bandage up this kid I think This party has got to end After I bandage up this kid Remember me? I think I remember If I bandage up this kidContinue reading “This party has got to end”
Antigua is an island bordered on one side by the Atlantic Ocean and on the other by the Caribbean Sea. The only things more beautiful than its beaches and the breeze filtering through the shade of its palm trees are its people. The word vacation comes from the Latin vacare – to be empty. IContinue reading “Antigua Sketchbook”
He carried an assortment of sour expressions in his pocket, each uglier than the one before, and slapped them across his face at the slightest provocation.
I bought a sketchbook on my way to work yesterday and needed to break it in with a quick sketch. At lunch I went to Central Park and came across this man playing saxophone. It finally feels like winter has retreated and left behind hopes for better days ahead. The melody is All The Way, writtenContinue reading “Citysketch: A saxophone in the park”
Through the sunlight on another woman’s hair, I fell in love with you again. I heard a soft sound like a flute – sharp breath passing over a tiny hole – and remembered the feeling of holding you in my arms when we were both young, that feeling of holding on to everything I wouldContinue reading “I fell in love with you again”