Just returned from a little over a month of performance and festival touring. The temperature hasn't been below 98 degrees since we've set foot on Philadelphia soil. Piles of laundry and equipment carry with them debris of memories that desperately need cleaning. The cat, the lizard, and even the toad, crave our attention. Regardless, it is back to the floor. New ideas, new inspiration, new lessons, have been taken home with me and I am terribly anxious to work on new pieces as well as fine tune and amend older ones. The perfect start to a new project...raw pictures, nothing cleaned up in the background, sweaty and exhausted. True love at its finest.
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