the ones who create
leave a part of their soul behind..
whether it is word..
or paint of offspring..
or light of night shade..
magically to appear again.. with a twist of left or right…..
So yes.. i told my wife..
that table over there is part of someone’s soul and no..
not just the person who designed IT..
but the person who fastened the wooden leg bolt and was it me or you who did it..
i do not know.. so our souls are all mixed together in all we do and see..:)
So i celebrate my 34th dance week.. tonight..
at OLE SEVILLE
barely i guess..
after recovering from a cold this week..
but perhaps almost….
And i’m a little tired of words today..
so more photos to
after the creative ART of dance
somewhere around 3AM..:)