Our pies are inherently connected to physical and spiritual spaces. Berries transform a pie--it's no longer a passive setting for a bear. A picnic basket generates myth. What interests me is my next transformation: while I sing, the oven becomes a physical space once again. It flickers and somehow, in my kitchen, hides more than it heats.
I am not a writer, no never, I wish. There for I respect, you. Beautiful photo in statement no.4
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