August 23, 1999: To Linda McCartney
Some have laughed and accused tossed out thoughts good and bad—brought to life impossible accusations. I hope you sat and listened half-heartedly, watched with open new beginnings then playfully walked away. For you had an eye that could picture—a vision far reaching, a way of making music through your camera. For you had a purpose—a self-willingness to believe, a liking for the very city I too have fallen in love with. Places of travel—all four corners, a world of your own…yet you shared it. Pictures of insight—like paintings in a gallery, music you had helped write—using the lens of inner self…it now sleeps forever in Santa Barbara.