Lithium Ride

She was a free bird one minute: queen of the world and laughing. The next minute she would be in tears like a porcelain angel, about to teeter, fall and break. She never cried because she was afraid that something ‘would’ happen; she would cry because she feared something that could render the world more beautiful, ‘would not’ happen. ― Roman Payne, The Wanderess Continue reading Lithium Ride

The Artist

“…if he is an artist, he will be compelled to make sacrifices which worldly people find absurd and unnecessary. In following the inner light he will inevitably choose… poverty. And, if he has in him the makings of a great artist, he may renounce everything, even his art.” – Henry Miller Disillusioned but alive, he saunters slowly through the haze of hysteria in an age of a pretentiousoutrage. He’s … Continue reading The Artist

Ripples : Scorpio

“Nicolas as been practicing ropes for more than 20 years. His work comes from his study of Japanese kinbaku/shibari as well as from his different body practices: Aikido, Thai massage, contact-improvisation, and System A. He lived in Japan for 4 years, where he met his master, Arisue Go, and devoted his time to aikido and rope study. He has also studied with Kinoko, Ottonawa, Kazami … Continue reading Ripples : Scorpio

Trees : reflections & poems

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world … Continue reading Trees : reflections & poems