No one can manage you if you don't give them permission to do so. But if you are interested in accomplishing as much as you are capable of, then I believe there are good reasons to grant that permission.
I would try to pick the guitar up sometimes, like, "Hey, remember me?" It was like reintroducing yourself to someone who's got a grudge.
Everything becomes closer once you realize that the world is only as far away as a nap and a meal.
I don't want to take photographs that I won't recognize as myself, and myself isn't necessarily just blankly staring at the lens.
Now, there's just so much imagery. Imagine what our grandkids are going to be able to see of us?
I wrote the album in the fall. In about four months, I went from zero to finished. It usually takes forever.
Instead of just looking back, whiplash-style, I can assume there's something else coming. Time just folds over itself, like origami.
I was extremely frustrated, almost at the point of giving up on coming up with a name for the project (because I'm awful at it), when I decided to play the 'put a pen somewhere on a map with your eyes closed' game with South Africa. About the 5th try was St. Lucia in South Africa, which coincidentally also happens to be an idyllic sub-tropical seaside resort town. The name seemed to fit with the mood of the music, and so after a while it just stuck.
We cannot "psychologize" the grace of God. God's actions are outside and above our human sciences.
Today life opened inside me like an egg.
I do dream about art, and images come to me in dreams. I am definitely hoping to be in touch with my subconscious. I expect a call any minute.