… when the sun was low in the West,
A beautiful drift between Shakespeare and sky-gazing. You captured the strange ache of a day where nothing happens—and yet everything feels heavy.
Thanks Allen.
An interesting glimpse into lear's life as an artist. And thank you for the kind mention, John! I hope you're enjoying Western Japan.
Very much - although a bad cold took the shine off for a couple of days. Off to a monastery retreat for 3 days at Koyasan, then to Hiroshima.
A beautiful drift between Shakespeare and sky-gazing. You captured the strange ache of a day where nothing happens—and yet everything feels heavy.
Thanks Allen.
An interesting glimpse into lear's life as an artist. And thank you for the kind mention, John! I hope you're enjoying Western Japan.
Very much - although a bad cold took the shine off for a couple of days. Off to a monastery retreat for 3 days at Koyasan, then to Hiroshima.