I’ve been spending much less time in front of the computer & much more with a book — or a piece of charcoal — in my hands. But I’m beginning to feel the urge to post my little squibs again. In the meantime, I want to note the passing of Bruno S., who has recently become a hero of mine for the way he responded to evil, ignorance, and neglect with a kind of dark joy & courage so quiet one can only hear it in complete silence of the sort that lives between the syllables of old songs.