Just for fun. Let go of the paralysis of perfectionism and ego and listen to a few musical characters walking down the street. Featuring today's humorous piano improvisation.
She certainly wasn't the woman of my dreams. But she knew very well how to wield an axe. And she made me paint. * * * Driven largely by yet another romantic disappointment, I set out to visit a stranger in one of the wilder regions of south-eastern Poland last November. I just wanted to … Continue reading The artist’s way: love stories in eastern Poland