A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life.
It's the way to educate your eyes. Stare. Pry, listen eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.
I'm really fascinated with anything that takes place between the 1920s up through the 1960s. In some ways it feels familiar, and in other ways it feels like it's from another planet.

