
Is this what it feels like, before War? This furtive restlessness Of hooves clattering suddenly in the nights Of small cold towns And bridges gathering up sticks And cloth In […]
Is this what it feels like, before War? This furtive restlessness Of hooves clattering suddenly in the nights Of small cold towns And bridges gathering up sticks And cloth In […]
This came to me as I woke up this morning. Another friend has died. And here is the (crudely) animated version – I am just using animizer to get […]
“My lady is in the bathtub and cannot find the truffles.”
I made this small self portrait today.