When Paul woke up this morning, he found himself in unfamiliar territory. He considered freaking out, but chose to frolic instead.
Inspired by my inspirational brother, whose name is not Salvatorè, but who is in Italy having a fun time and I hope his face is not melting… Read more “Salvatorè Soulskine”
A Navajo rug, into which there is sewn an imperfection. To prevent blasphemy against the Almighty. To allow the spirits to move freely. Presented truly, in… Read more “Soulskine: Floating”
Oh, Meeting place Seas eternal Motion heard from above. The whistling of boats, the patterns of feet sifting through the sandy rocky ground, these sounds are no… Read more “Land’s End”