This summer has been good to me. Good for me. It’s been a time of resting, a time for clearing out the cobwebs and a time of preparation. I’m feeling rejuvenated, more myself. I’ve enjoyed the company of many beautiful individuals and seen some very moving things.

One of the small pleasures I have in life is to journal my innermost thoughts, my sketches and my songs. Things that move me get written down in some form or another. It’s messy at times (I have many an active book lying around) and doesn’t always make perfect sense, but it can also be quite surprising and productive… particularly in hindsight.

I captured my friend Von, also a wild journalist, in the midst of one of her entries here: