I cannot pretend you are in my head when I write ✍️ or when I paint ?…. my songs come from the faces I have met through the years and the trials I have encountered dancing on the bubble……I do what I do to acknowledge the beast within and the beauty without. There are no explanations worth offering….it just is….one would  ask a bird ? if you could talk bird…. why they fly….they just do…..I bare my soul to me…..so I can keep things straight….if it resonates with you great….but that’s not why I do it…ttucro