Several weeks back, I opened a cabinet and found a homemade game (pictured above) which one of our children made for one of us as a present for some now-forgotten [ . . . ]
I have a love-hate relationship with art museums. With fine art in general. It is a battle between inspiration and ignorance. I love how art inspires me, how it sets [ . . . ]
Am I going crazy or does it look like somebody carved a bird into that tree?
I easily could live in a bookstore. Or an art museum. It would be best for everyone if coffee was readily available to me. And probably a shower. Maybe I’m [ . . . ]