To my father. For music and poetry, and everything, and especially this:
1971
HANK: I have no idea what I’m doing, Dad. Every day, I’m just making it up as I go.
DAD: That’s what everyone’s doing, honey. Just making it up as they go.
It’s not what you look at that matters. It’s what you see.
– Henry David Thoreau
What we see depends mainly on what we are looking for.
– John Lubbock
Things don’t change. You change your way of looking, that’s all.
– Carlos Castaneda