I was born in a small town. We lived in a growing development until I was four. That typical drab brown split-level. Just like every other split-level you step into. Who first designed these? Who thought they were a good idea? When I was four, our dad built us a house in the country. The … Continue reading Transformation


The movie house

There I am sitting in the darkness. The light flickers across the room splashing over the empty seats. Here and there a dark silhouette stares up at the shining screen. Ahead of me is the dark outline of a man, balding, hunched shoulders. A single glint of light reflects off his pate. He comes to … Continue reading The movie house