line/feather (New Orleans, 5/20/2017)
Blessed are those who arrive in our lives in silence, with light steps not to awaken our pains, not to awaken our ghosts, not to resuscitate our fears. Blessed are those who address us with lightness, kindly, speaking the language of peace so as not to frighten our souls. Blessed are those who touch our hearts with affection, look at us with respect and accept us whole with all our mistakes and imperfections. Blessed are those who give wings to our dreams and courage to our days. These people who unknowingly bring us comfort and encouragement and who naturally brighten our moments.
In the solace of mist
Rhine full of emaciated ghosts , clear faces with manic hatchets , disappointed trunks , floating flowers , agonizing masks , rustling dreams , palpitating empty baskets , plodding branches & thoughts of blithe martyrs
Like all the rivers
Rorschach No. 1 (Saskia de Brauw after Jürgen Teller, 2014)
“Gudinne Dans (Goddess Dancing).” Digital collage with Procreate. Photo of dancer Charlotte Landreau Graham by NYC Dance Project, (c) Ken Browar and Deborah Ory (https://www.instagram.com/p/B7L0GvUBJ7a/?igshid=1w6bzuun529xx). Sat., 3/28/2020.
A young Monica Bellucci as Stella Maris, Our Lady of the Sea.
Yellow rose, Wytheville, VA, 8/19/2017
A non-sorted terrigenous deposit of large clasts in a matrix of fines.
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