Tangibles - sometimes when I write I think mostly about what is around me, what do I see? And then I record it, the wind over the pond, the sound of the dog walking on the kitchen floor, my daughter who is reading next to me. Once in a while the radio is on and a song lyric finds its way to my writing. I don't choose it really, instead I include it. I am a painter first and this writing is a still-life of a given moment one that appreciates happenstance and out of that depiction comes a collective purpose of what I think makes me, us human, a Tangible.