Dining at gjilane in venice. Freiman does not drink coffee. But espresso is not coffee. What better way to feel the resonance of my clientele than to sit and eat a scone with plum jam and fsoj on a Sunday morn in their native environment? White dresses and rhinestone dresses abound. But all I can think of is how beautiful a whitesail skateboard will be flying along the dust of the playa. Burning man preparations in tow.
About noah crowe
I was born without a name. Later my family named me Noah Crowe. Crowe is my father's last name. I am an artist. Rather, I am a human being, seeking to know what I am. I am writing this blog to document my quest to know who I am in this world for my unborn son (and/or daughter). My father never passed on his journey to me, and I believe that it is story and ritual that informs our world; the worlds we live in, internally and externally. This is my way of giving myself, and my potential son, a window into this process of finding spiritual meaning and service in a culture that I find to lack the foundation of integration between the spiritual, the communal, and the societal.
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