joining forms

linear form

thought form

line form

form work

train of thought

thought lines

sunburnt

the phones for you mate

studio yarn

The sun streams through the snow covered trees, bounces off the windscreen and reflects off the dash. The trees are running past by and by. It's the beginning of the journey home like so many ahead and so many before. The music is playing — talking has ceased — there are no words just reflections. The mountains are heavy with snow, the weekends activities are projected onto their sun drenched mass as we are moving and they remain— we are moving, they remain.

composition for John Kinsella

composition for my radiant friends back home//a yarn to see the moment

there will be no other time...

...make this one precious

stay radiant
eternalsweettimes
exists in the 
realm of
the
physical
the present
from
here
to
infinity
x

ravi