Time and the Artist....
any experience which the writer finds the material,
the angle or the fluidity of music....
Sometimes that even means the psychedelic and the morning spending
alternative and then to the pen and paper.
I have spent 9 months on the road as my blog entails,
the ups and downs, yet the Paris of the prose.
Home is also the muse!
Then the taxi rolled up to the hotel.
He, Brien was taken to a garden room, where he was served a
champagne cocktail and the grounds of the apartment complex opened to a roof
made of variety of plants, many tropical and many so different he couldn't
imagine the type of hybridization, that gardeners he knew would recognize.
The fire of the reds was unusual to be sure.
The paintings seemed to speak of a time very unrepresented by the
Rock was on the sonic set, director onf the scene in progress...
The story board and exec producer all in a meeting, gathering for the day,
The coffee was a rare French roast with vanilla sy and the raw sugar, refined or
blended the aroma on set, and the actors a little nervous rehearsing for the,
Rock then played a hand, what was it?