“There is not a single true work of art that has not in the end added to the inner freedom of each person who has known and loved it.”
— Albert Camus
I am sporadically involved in a variety of aesthetic activities.
I write a monthly column for TERSE. called Outlying the Avenues.
I spend what time I can refining two musical identities: Aenesidemus is quieter, while Sigh is louder and more abrasive. A song by Aenesidemus was very kindly included in a compilation released by The Arts Diaspora.
I am also very slowly writing a classic tetralogy and a modern novel, and have quite a few unpublished poems lying around—although, as Stephen Davies (2015) seems to have put it, those might not be poems quite yet then.