“Close your eyes. Watch me. Watch my voice. I am a bird. A white bird. Burning. Right in front of you. See my eyes?” — Rick Pryll Copy Share Image
“Close your eyes. Watch me. Watch my voice. I am a bird. A white bird. Burning. Right in front of you. See my eyes?” — Rick Pryll Copy Share Image
“I don't need a crystal ball to see into the future, although they are quite beautiful.” — Rick Pryll Copy Share Image
“Steve’s fate travels through the stratosphere on radio waves. Crackled digits floating.” — Rick Pryll Copy Share Image
“Let's not fall in love. Let's follow the delicate threads in ourselves to find out where they lead.” — Rick Pryll Copy Share Image
