Found these thoughts on a piece of paper--
scribbled on some hotel paper and pen,
--way back when we all could travel.
I remember not liking the pen, but used it anyway.
I like a G2 or a fine tip roller.
I just returned from the small village in Alaska... All the pictures in my mind at that time
were there arctic circle.
Even when I was back in NYC...
I missed that land. Untouched and taken care of
by the people.
This note-- reminds me about access and returning there one day...or going back to places to give gifts of art. Gifts of talking story, or life long friendships.
