This is our time, right now. I can feel it when I read a great book or manage to write something I think is good.
Tonight as I peruse "What A Long Strange Trip It's Been (Twenty Years of Rolling Stone)", after having just finished Murakami's KAFKA ON THE SHORE, I am moved by the weight of recent history, reading interviews with John Lennon from 1971, Pete Townshend as he is creating Tommy, Michael Jackson in 1983. This is what I feel. The time is now.
This moment is a fulcrum, tipping what was/has been into what will be. As I sign off here I am going to sit and stretch out in the now. Within this space I will strive to create a drawing
or two.