Cocktails at W’s beach bar just after checking into the Westin.
Author: John Otter
visual artist - abstraction, drawing, painting, printmaking.
Studied printmaking, painting, and drawing at the New York Studio Program and the School of the Art Institute of Chicago.
On a train
swelling
illness is slowly fading,
I gather up old ashes for the journey
to the city of the sun.
Time begins again.
A new incarnation in similar form.
That which cannot be divided,
expanding yet still
indivisible.
The seasons become
like grains of sand
blowing across the shores of time.
Splendour emminates
from all directions,
as memory carresses the soul.
The sweet things cherished
shall never evaporate
so long as the heart remembers.
Purification.
Sacrifice.
Joy.
I gather up old ashes for the journey
to the city of the sun.
Time begins again.
A new incarnation in similar form.
That which cannot be divided,
expanding yet still
indivisible.
The seasons become
like grains of sand
blowing across the shores of time.
Splendour emminates
from all directions,
as memory carresses the soul.
The sweet things cherished
shall never evaporate
so long as the heart remembers.
Purification.
Sacrifice.
Joy.
drawing in progress
Ink design
downgrading planning
I got myself a day-planner, the analog type. I’m starting to really like it. I’ve tried other (digital) forms of planning but never really felt quite connected to the plans. Online calendars are alright & I like how they can send you a text or e-mail reminder, but before the reminder comes up I rarely look into the item level. The only part that I really didn’t need in this analog planner is the phone/contact section (that’s old school). I like writing in ink. This planner is going to be used mostly for business and I’m hoping it’ll help me keep me on top things.
John Otter 