Where the Things That Go Bump Come Through

I dreamt of the Pleiades and the dark between the Seven Sisters where the cold of space seeps through. There are things best unknown except in dreamtime.

Painted Pippin

VisualAssignments, VisualAssignments774. Her name is Pippin, not the apple nor the Hobbit. But certainly not the kind and gentle creature of the name. More like “Bitch Kitten.”

And now for something new…

As a cranky old guy (and what else would expect from somebody with another WP blog entitled “persnickety”?) I’ve been dragged kicking and screaming by a younger, digitally hipper friend into this new integrated, holistic, interactive, multimodal digital process. And I think it’s going to be, as they say, a hoot and a holler.