Sometimes the ache to return is almost unbearable.  But you can’t go back, only forward, possibly returning at a different angle, never re-creating.  Creating, it’s something I need to do more of.  This 9-5, this compound life, these things are slow ruin.

This is the bedroom of the couple who let Avy and I stay in their home in Yao Village, a small community north of Guangzhou (?), China.  I meant to paint it someday, but it may be fine just as it is.

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