Paradise not lost, only moving.

John Milton not to worry. All is still right with the world, it's just going to shift a bit. Paradise of the heart is still very much alive and vibrant. Only it's shell is physically moving.

Back home again.

A cleansing period. Out with the unneeded, finding objects I had lost track of. A stirring of the pot. Making connections of separated ideas and concepts, all resulting in new concepts of art. A strengthening of my art voice.

Back to 3002 Springhill Avenue.

How nice it will be to, once again, create art in my robe and slippers.