...to stand on the meeting of two eternities, the past and future, which is precisely the present moment; to toe that line. -H D Thoreau

We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be
to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. -
T. S. Eliot

6.6.10

(7-8)
He wasn’t nuts, he really was Nero.
He wove leaves into his thinning hair and oh so carefully sprayed his clothing dirty in the appropriate places. He developed a spewing hack since he sprayed his garment while they were on his person.

11 comments:

  1. Ah, but what an artist the world lost in him. ;)

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  2. maybe thats where my cough came from...

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  3. I am loving this group of friends - the anticipation of who will show up next...

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  4. lonnie, I am always surprised at who shows up next!

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  5. sigh, the expressions you create, jayne... and the way you use color...

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  6. Magical. I could sit and look at this series all day.

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  7. wonderful characters, and love your sense of line...

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  8. I am captivated by your faces! So much feeling in them.

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