"IN 2008 I PUT DOWN MY NAIL GUN, PICKED UP MY GUITAR AND HAVE SPENT THE LAST 8 YEARS TRYING TO LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO LIVE A CREATIVE LIFE IN JOSHUA TREE." - Phillip Rosenberg aka RAGS&BONES

"Those masterful images because complete
Grew in pure mind, but out of what began?
A mound of refuse or the sweepings of a street,
Old kettles, old bottles, and a broken can,
Old iron, old bones, old rags, that raving slut
Who keeps the till. Now that my ladder's gone,
I must lie down where all the ladders start
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart."
       W. B. Yeats 
from "Circus Animals Desertion" 

          

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