Ithaca (2000)

Lost in thought, I drifted home, struggling to recall buried emotions. I needed to connect with something beyond conscious thought, to find truth and forgiveness in images and sounds, to reach a still undefined presence. The only way was to discover this thing – a new beginning, a re-entry into the world, destined to remain. This thing, like a black sail of love, a lost and newborn being, is you. The wind howled, and the night was dark, but our small whaleboat moved forward with the grace of life itself.