Archives for 2025

So wrong.

So good.

So silly.

So bright.

We were….only talking, chatting, chewing the fat, crunching the celery sticks.

Genius comes from an almost hard boiled egg.

Shared disdain with a smile and soft, warm welcome.

No view like it.

There is no need or worth in rating these things.

Each one creates the need to exclaim in wonderment and delight.

We’re so sorry there is no guarantee because what it is, it’s indescribable.

All right.

If you’re ready.

That’s where it gets a little nervy and maybe even frightening.

Hope you’re okay there.

And delighted you found a cafe just round the corner to get a coffee to recover from this ordeal.

Perhaps you treated yourself to a pastry as well.

And then you met a friend who said, “I hope the results are good,” and you crossed your fingers all the way through.

A noodle, a surfboard and an electric motor.

Someone would say these all walked into the bar together.

There is a link, they are connected.

Perhaps only in the eye of the beholder of the thing written here.

Or…?

Dim summers, bright winter.

Should it be the other way rounď?

My paintings exceed the maximum velocity of brightness.

So it stands to reason that owning one painting could reverse the seasons.

Or, at least your reaction to them…