to start from any beginning would turn to a more sad end. i tend to ramble so ill save it for a hot cocoa rainy day, to gather my head into any type of , reason. i guess i have no reason.
displaced. could explain why such random photos, mean a dear amount to me. Subject matter is my work, i wish , and technical jargon, cluck and pull- goes out the window.
i see, i feel, i view this life in one small stream. and i think why, humanity taken away from glory, can be very surprising. people intrigue me , among to many things to bore,
i love art, i love color, i love provoking, thoughtfulness or some connection to a photograph, as if you dreamed it, that intuitive connective spirit, fills me me with flutter-flies.
- Joined April 9, 2008