Draw as you push, down toward the clavicle– NO NO, STOP. Down! Toward the clavicle, the boundary there is hard, the vessel is soft, the…
To teach the parables of passing, no me quitte why do we reach by those same extensions everlasting into the air unkempt, unspent ties to…
As if ten thousand hours could be done in eight days, two lovers’ rendezvous would then commonplace find in the perfection of the Art. Hippocrates’…
If the renaissance preferred eclectic, then modernity panders asklepian rites for private practice in antisepsis. A goat for a worm, a pig for a snake:…