My Study

In case you are curious, this is where Vincent does most of his writing. And that fellow sitting in my chair is my personal assistant. He is more efficient than he seems.

White Night

lamp post at night in winter landscape with foosteps in the snow and train tracks on the left and distant lights on the right

Trampling through the snow, floating through the snowflake flurry, I made my way to the edge of the neighborhood where the houses ended and the woods began. It was late at night and all the windows slept. Step after step, I climbed the spiraling incline to the deserted train station. The broken plastic waiting-chairs shivered … Continue reading White Night

Midnight Stroll Through the Snow

wall of bare trees, branches, and twitchs in winter landscape

I’ve been waiting for her patiently and, at last, she came. She began to snow in the night. Everyone on my street must have been asleep by then, snoring or dreaming. It was as if she was snowing only for me. I took my camera with me through the snowflake stings. It would be such … Continue reading Midnight Stroll Through the Snow