Am I wrong to wish my own pace was that of time and space?
help me thaw my hands
This album cover has been through so much, but I sure am proud of how it turned out. The place that inspired it is this desolate ridge overlooking the john day river canyon. It is one of the most silent, natural places I have been to, habitat to no human. My interpretation of it explores the idea of the silence as a final resting place for forgotten dreams and abandoned designs. They slip through the cracks in the mind to the silence and solitude of the river, away from distraction. There, the canyon walls bleed alien colors, and echo stories and songs never to be recovered.
This piece literally alters my state
Learning to bass