February 17, 2007
mandai speaks for me.
love and warm cuddles and green copper-stained hands and magic to give away...always giving away, giving a way to be graceful even when we fall flat on our faces in front of him. gentle kindness receives and soothes my skinned knee. there's room enough in this man's heart for us all. get cozy. so glad to know you, my brother. so so glad. all parts of me - even my shadows - felt beautiful in your eyes. thank you for seeing me in this way, that i might see myself too. thank you for teaching me the craft and how to listen to our mineral friends and the significance of all the pretty lines and shapes..........
i miss you in my studio at night.
