When I'm not lost in the pages of books or caught in the undertow of my own words, I sometimes find myself dabbling in other forms of art. I'd love to call it a passion, but like every true artist, it offers me more grief than I'd care to admit. It's a restless kind of pursuit, something that never fully satisfies but keeps drawing me back. And when there’s nothing else to occupy my time, you might just find me updating here, sharing bits of whatever else consumes me