Columbia River
New Year’s Eve, 2016
Ahead of the powerboat the river was a trembling plane pierced by starlight reflections, and behind it the river was...
“His ship has gone down on this occasion, as it has many times before, but he knows he will sail again and the same sea will be waiting to engulf him tomorrow.”
"I hope you will allow me, at this juncture, to make a parenthetical detour. An artist must from time to time wrench himself from his canvas and inspect its colourful totality."
"It’s quite fine, you suddenly notice—the panoramic view, the Calacatta marble, the artwork, the baby grand. It is what you’d always wanted, but you don’t cherish it one bit."