Whatever happened to...

There was no moment of inspiration to exclaim let's do this now.  We talked about it for a long time.  I forget how the first conversation started.  I am sure it was part of the conversation long before the idea had any substance to its form.  And as we returned to the conversation over and over again so the first result appeared.  And then the next.  And the next was better than the first not because of any particularly good insight or feedback but more because we are a little.more certain about what we wanted to do.  This is how ideas work.  Maybe one day it will gate momentum and fame, or notoriety.  Or gradually everyone will forget about it until one day you'll say: what ever happened to...

On compliments and sales
It is such a thing when you recognise my art.  My reaction depends on how I am...

A delightful little chat
There is the cliche of the man taking charge of the journey and not asking...

The Green Room
The actors and players relax for a moment, they talk about what the roles they have...