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Your last message was a nice surprise, and I appreciate the compliment.

Seasonal survival is in the eye of the beholder, though, as this project winds down I am planning to travel to a new studio on the coast for the summer and fall. This is a stagnant time of year for me, making plans and staying poised to activate only to wait for a change in season of some kind.

I couldn’t be more excited to be at the beach with time to think. I ache for it daily.

memories of you always come when I am there, they are few but vivid and wonderful.

-T

Why could it be?
For what earthly reason
Do the wings of the past beat on
After landing?
Why can’t the wind carry us to the places it blows?

Is every memory a cursed object in some way?

God knows 
It's not the first 
Nor the last time artists stopped each other
in their tracks
Yearning from afar
And carried on with more appropriate others

The letters of the ages show only too well how
we are bound by cliches
Which would be funny
If it weren't 
So true