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Year 2011

Recessional Volumes

November Mornings

Sunday Hours

The Choir of Coals

Lacunary Fire

Arise

Thanks for building these artifacts which encourage the realization of dreams, Steve.

One

Do You Believe In Simple Curves?

So, Design

‘’Before all else, I learned all these playthings were not mere idle trifles invented by manufacturers and dealers for the purposes of gain. They were, on the contrary, a little or, rather, a big world, authoritative and beautiful, many sided, containing a multiplicity of things all of which had the one and only aim of serving love, refining the senses, giving life to the dead world around us, endowing it in a magical way with new instruments of love, from powder and scent to the dancing show, from ring to cigarette case, from waist buckle to handbag. This bag was no bag, this purse no purse, flowers no flowers, the fan no fan. All were the plastic material of love, of magic and delight. Each was a messenger, a smuggler, a weapon, a battle cry.’’ ~ Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

Unknown Kadath