The Light...

Josh Dion: the amazingly creative filmmaker has been unleashed. This spring he has shot the scenes for his upcoming short film 'The Light'. Combined with a genuinely gifted cast throughout, The Light is a beautifully shot story of a young child with a problematic leg who is sent to deliver a letter for his sickly mother. Haunted by folklorish creatures, the young boy must conquer the stories and persevere through the woods to deliver the note. Now in post-production, this film should be a promising piece of vision from a promising filmmaker. The official website can be found at www.thelightshortfilm.com/#_

Utopia Wine...

As of recently everpoor photography has been hired to shoot photographs for Utopia Wines. The new site for Utopia is well underway and some our photos have been put on display. Take a look at what's showing at www.UtopiaWine.com and buy a bottle. You won't be disappointed.

Paradigm shift spots...

I get lonely in the city sometimes. I get a little down and out. Every now and then as I'm making my way through the infrastructure of the city my thought process gets swept to a new position. I suddenly view the things around me from a different time or from a surreal vantage. Take this house for instance, my guess is that it is at least eighty years old. The thought of how the space looked when this structure was constructed comes to mind. I think of how many full moons have passed by it, like this one. The molecules that were taken from the Earth to make a tree, that very tree planed into boards and reassembled as a house. The decay of those boards as the earth takes back what it once gave, and a sole individual pondering how it all came to be and where it will go. It feels good to know that we are made of the same stuff as the stars.

the smell of a petal...

It is a wonderful day when I can apply my patience and attention toward such beautiful creatures as these. They talk to me with their beauty.

Utopia...

The fine subtle hints of meticulously crafted tastes and smells swirl over my tongue and through my nostrils. The molecular compounds of vanilla, roses, ripe pears and chocolate vibrate my taste buds like a bell and send wondrous messages to my brain's receptors. Fireworks of electrical impulses fill my core as my eyes flutter and visions of Bacchus' age of crafts acts as a muse once again. Forget about politics, if even for just a moment.

corvus corax...

There is something strange about a murder of crows. They are like the pirates of the air. Cunning characters always flying in numbers never to stray too long. They have no insignia, no morals, and a distinguishable language, you know when they are coming.

flowers...

In all the world very few things are as beautiful as a full flower in bloom waiting for the winds and insects to consummate its lovemaking with another nearby bloom. Many flowers tell a humble bee to land on it by means of infrared markings. Orchids mimic an insect in full by having its bloom resemble a worthy mate of its own species. Plants, especially those that bloom, have far surpassed so many other life forms with their inter-genus love dance and empathy. And humans, oh how our senses tingle with the mere symbol of a flower. If only they could sing.