Stormy sky upon us, the woods, mountains, some bodies inside a little rounded pool with hot water, like a womb, exploring comfort in fetal position, giving it all, losing it all. Being weak as a baby and feeling so much -calm, harmony, peace- that it even hurts. Then you walk home aware of how very fragile it is, to be.

Beauty, yeah, I'm in love with Beauty, (and what is beauty, lady?, well that's another discussion) faces, jewerly, old objects, tattoos, tribal cultures, music, literature, comics, cinema, theatre, plactic art... To observe beauty in every way, to experience it.