Thursday, August 12, 2010

it was drawing....

One of the most beautiful sounds I've ever heard was that of an orchestra of pencils caressing the paper....

It was Billy's class and there was no music, no person talking.

It was mesmerizing. It was drawing....





Sunday, August 8, 2010

Back to the beginning, but different....



I cannot quite remember how it all started but now, like everything in my life, is closing like a circle...

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Monday, August 2, 2010