Afternoon

I remember with great affection a Dallas afternoon where we lined gallery walls with images - moving and placing and moving again until the flow and story crystallized.  It is much like our friendship - ever evolving, flowing, changing - deepening.  I devoured those moments as much for the insight as for the time spent in his company and came away from each with respect for the gift of belief.  His belief in me. 

 Two Heads are Better than One

Two Heads are Better than One