“I don’t need very much now,” said the boy. “Just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired.”
“Well,” said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, “an old stump is a good place for sitting, sitting and resting. Come boy. Sit down. Sit down and rest.” And the boy did. And the tree was happy.
Gorgeous sunset from the train. I attempted to catch the power lines in the frame but after am already inordinate amount of time and snapshots trying to catch it, here is the best #nofilter color/light shot. #BesideTheTuscanSun
Night Painting. We closed down The Vatican square! I didn’t feel finished with this painting but the “Polizia” decided I was. #TheVatican #StPeters #Roma #RomeArt #RomeArtProgram #Italy #Italia #HashtagParty
I spent a good amount of time as a kid finding figures, animals, and narrative scenes in late 70’s style linoleum, walls with textured white paint, and the wood grain of closet doors. I was just awakening here to a beautiful cedar (I think) wardrobe and I see a figure in a body of water, arms outstretched with one catching a cloud. All this having just heard a hilarious start to This American Life’s episode 528: A Radio Drama in which Ira Glass and an opera singer/audiobook narrator retell a story of the opera singer/audiobook narrator’s harrowing recorded tale of accidentally locking herself in a hotel closet through a Philip glass commissioned (just for the show) contemporary opera called, Help. #TAL #Ira Glass #Phillip Glass #Opera