Where Our Feet Never Touch 24x30 She had a player piano

She had a player piano down there where you pick a paper scroll

I could try to explain the exact places or memories in my life when I learned an artist's entire catalog of music word for word but words wouldn’t bring any sense to that kind of alchemy

Once at Burning Man we were in an extreme dust storm late at night

Walking into the outside hand in hand

Papa told me Roi was roman catholic

Where Our Feet Never Touch 24x30 She had a player pianoAs I stare out at the endless blue of the pacific ocean, every shade of blue as far as the eye can see in front of me the wind catches my face. Maybe just not today. I think to myself. The water is too cold. One of us will probably get stung. One of these waves is probably going to roll me until I lose both nose rings and swallow sand that I dont spit out properly for hours. There are three types of waves that are all the same waves at the same time