hotel blues

Whenever I find myself involuntary pausing before photographers, I quietly take to a ship in my head. Especially with a guitar at hand.

an inspired transition

Normally I let the wind take me where it will but lately I’ve been bitten with inspiration. As part of my determination to follow through with this awakening I’m adopting my blog domain to be my new alias as a solo artist.

From now on dragonflycollector.com will house my future solo musical endeavors!

the art of traveling alone

“It seemed an advantage to be traveling alone. Our responses to the world are crucially moulded by the company we keep, for we temper our curiosity to fit in with the expectations of others… Being closely observed by a companion can also inhibit our observation of others; then, too, we may become caught up in adjusting ourselves to the companion’s questions and remarks, or feel the need to make ourselves seem more normal than is good for our curiosity.” ― Alain de Botton, The Art of Travel

this tree

I found myself
surrounded with trees,
trees common
to the eye except one
that stood out
sun-streaked, enveloped
in sweet air, neglected
at first sight