March 10, 2026
I seek out creative, narrative structure and I have a big ol' sketchbook full of them to prove it.
What happens when you combine these disparate images in a row, together? They start to tell a story, that's what. Which is what happens when you listen to the wind. . .
“Listen to the wind, it talks. Listen to the silence, it speaks. Listen to your heart, it knows.”
—Old Vaquero Saying


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