Sustained Criticism

I wish I had the money to spoil myself utterly and get a "studio". Somewhere secluded and quiet, where I could lock myself up for days at a time. Somewhere to read, write, be alone and meddle with photography. "A warm place", a place with a window-seat, a darkroom, a library and a view. With double doors and large windows, natural light and oak trees. Somewhere to lock myself up when fall comes with the need for melodrama. A place entirely my own.

And on a whole different note, I'm quite pleased with the new layout. And need the pressure of a deadline to work with things that hold no interest.