It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Dances With Scars
A wound of both pain and joy. This public dancer refused to let the pain of dress-on-stitches keep her from stepping out.
<< Home