I believe that few things could ever excite me more then not being the same as the last.
If our moods and excitements were not in our creations, if our Being is not shining from the tapestry that holds our tender thoughts, it is not worthy of the titles bestowed on it. If our work is minus but only 1-10th % of our ability, this work of ours must be thrown to the floor, and disgraced with our utmost ability.
Well, our spring has finally set in. As you know, we got our first… Continue