Reason, Season or Lifetime

Last night I was idly sketching, thinking about friendships past and present. How some people quickly cross paths and some for longer journeys. There was a certain poem I was looking as I thought about all those relationships and how some had faded away or even cut away. I came…

Come To The Edge

I love this poem by Christopher Logue. When I first started this piece, I was thinking of lettering in the saying "Fly Free" but then I remembered "Come To The Edge" and thought it most appropriate. Come To The Edge Come to the edge. We might fall. Come to the…