Todd Yeager: Pan, Moonlight and Magnolia’s
Ink and Charcoal
A beautiful sunny afternoon. Purple and maroon light filters through the veil of my doorway and spills into the hallway. As the curtains part the sweet heady smell of frankincense, rose, jasmine, sandalwood, myrrh, pine, labdanum, storax, honey amber and wine fill my senses. As I step into my sunlit room I am overcome and enveloped by the full glory and beauty of this sanctuary. This is where I dance, sleep, pray, fuck, create, cast and honor. My bedroom. His temple.
My pile of books ever at my bedside for devotion, inspiration, bedtime stories and prayer.