After years of writing alone at home, I discover a taste for writing in company — at just the time when I am looking for such an activity.
Use your eyes, your brain, your words, your actions. Or they will be used against you.
Plus a little bit of the Devil.
Watch me paint!
A writing exercise that turned into a little touch exercise.
I riff on a remark Erik made months ago, about memory and food-fullness.
On going deep.