Looking for the thread to unravel the magic carpet that is creativity can sometimes be a difficult and painful process. Fear can control and guide a hand, it can also be the fuel for the fire, I choose the latter. So here we go, into the unknown again.

After a difficult year (boy, they sure seem to get harder…isn’t it all supposed to get easier?) I lost my thread, my muse, my motivation. After much thought (maybe too much, as I’ve often been told) I decided to start over, or more importantly, go back to the beginning. Hang around, seriously.

Cruising the lakes of Chiron, bathing in the blue water of Arcadia…we march on.  First post of many….big things….much to say…the stars swirl overhead.