“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf’s a flower.”
- Albert Camus

I animated one of my company’s product logos to see how crazy I could make it:

“The best place to seek God is in a garden. You can dig for him there.” -George Bernard Shaw

There came a time when it was necessary to wipe away all that cluttered his life. To polish once filthy floors, to dust the walls, and to string lights that focused their illumination on the things he clung to. He did this to rend the concealing curtain of his thoughts from top to bottom, and drag his secrets out into the light, face them, and then again wipe these away. To relax he might later fix himself a drink at the newly varnished bar. He rode the line between zen enlightenment and human frailty with ease, and he knew once a room is empty it is never long before it is filled again. The drink would help.

One evening in Fredericksburg, when the air was cool and the wisps of clouds hung like cotton draped between heaven and earth, a young man stood beneath the shadow of a church belltower and prayed that years from now at the end of his life he might look back and see it had been like this old church: weathered, rusted, and experienced, and maybe once in a while letting out a little chime or two to let passersby know of his joy.

She’s as disturbed by my presence as I am of hers…4th in a series

…and despair.  3 of a series.

Also, that the head is on a pike. From the Doll Graveyard, photo 2

They keep disturbing junk.  The first in a freakish series:

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I made a short film about an afternoon with friends.