Sunday, January 15, 2017

Missing the SUN

The desert is a most special place to be yourself. The sun on my skin is an addiction. Its a hunger, a need. I do not feel whole without it. So here I am in the winter again, I re learn the hard lesson every year, to make my own light. So I heat the place I live with things that I create. Looking through old photographs of times in the sunshine is one way to let the light in.