Call of The Fox

She turned to me, her blue eyes faintly distant, mysterious and said: I had a dream of a fox. But when I asked the fox what he wanted, he said: I am here for Kat. I have a message for Kat. We were sitting at the breakfast table, the three of us. A few days… Continue reading Call of The Fox

Honesty vs Admiration

The tourists are beginning to return to the city, and if I leave the studio door open to get a bit of a cross breeze with the window, occasionally a lost meandering tourist will make their way to the third floor of the building, and wander into the open door, curious… There are a total… Continue reading Honesty vs Admiration