Sitting in Belgium… Trying valiantly to piece together song melodies that are coming in a pretty steady stream these days. Tour has taken an unexpected turn. We had three days in Ibiza and miraculously I ended up on a deserted cove beach, cutting my knees on shallow rocks and watching babies crawl in the seaweed. It was silent, calm, amazing. I didn’t want to leave. Something about finally having some silence that really makes the existential wheels turn – as corny as that is.
I recently found photos of an artist Neta Dror. I’m in love. The images make me feel like I know what the temperature was when they were taken. how smooth the subject’s skin was… Just beautiful. It totally suits my mood today. Enjoy.