Month: October 2019


And those pledges which between man and heaven held by rapt contrivance, stumblings, stutterings, and the visions of wan, rheumy eyes? And those infatuated ordinances scratched upon the stubborn tablets of persuasion? Those promises of […]


At that place and time where truth and magic collide, there is love. In that love, there is an insouciance, an innocence, a guilelessness. Conversely, there are neither truth nor magic in thinking, deprived as […]


Memory and imagination are separate and distinct. Their sources are entirely different. Memory resides in the mind, as a repertoire of experience. When the mind ventures outside itself, making foray into the realm of imagination, […]


Artists stand alone. Their risks are their own; their responsibilities, their own; their failures, their own; their triumphs, their own; their art, their own. Throughout history, the wisest leaders have been guided by their bards, […]