Could it be that I can once again be the Art Appreciator I used to be before all the New Dark Night Glamour came and claimed me? (Mind you, never did I let myself be claimed so gladly!)
I used to be so happy around here. And everything is still here. The paintings, the drawings, the poetry, the prose, the other things of great beauty. I want to see and read it all. I want to emulate it if I can. And if not... then I just want to Appreciate it. Because that is one thing I'm always very good at.
The world of artists welcomes appreciators, doesn't it?
Ich bin heim! Jetzt geht's los!








