mind the gap

many miles, kilometers gone now. through the center of the universe, and more. movements, with different tools, different minds. trying to relax, but always the pressure of production. and realizing that I AM producing things, energies, situations, but it seems never enough in the proper form. the closest angel, an image made last month, in the last moments of Lappish Light. yeah, okay, this is a big gap, huge gap, like some recent others that have crept into this narrative. but I have no excuses, just that time moves.