....and it went well. Such a small amount of words to quantify the whole experience that keeps flooding my mind right now. Where do I start? The trees in the NW park blocks can't seem to let go of there hold on me. Is that what I remember most from the experience? Surprised to ask that question. Tears, why, not sure. Maybe I just miss trees. That sounds about right. Momentary emotions, brushed aside (with difficulty) because remembrance of what I have wanted so much for such a long time. But that is not what is important now. The connections I made. That is the UN-expected connections I made tonight will probably be the most profound of all. Camera crew ready, we set out to meet the art of artist that has called out a whisper to say "come see me, come see me." Funny and unusual thought just came to me now. What an interesting surprise it is. The surprise is that I did not feel this call from the ego of the artist but from the works themselves. This ama
