~magazine paper and ink backed on wood

~cardboard box, window cling, paper

The unexpected birth of new pathways, like neurons imitating galaxies, bearing my heart inside my chest.

~magazine, sheet music, acryllic paint

Inundated within sordid memories, we all wander until we once again washed to the same shore in which our emotions are finally wrung dry.

Part 1 of 2.

~newspaper, magazine, flyer paper, and privacy film

There are mysteries bountiful within our ribs and bound by our blood vessels; remember, there is always a mirror to eventually show us each and every one.

~cardboard, coffee sleeve, magazine paper

I could peek between my fingers, sinking forever, but I will never know how to finish what I started.

~recycled sheet music, magazine, newspaper

The sweet staccato of our bare feet on our dusty planet, circling our childhood dreams.

~magazine paper, flyers, hand cut and pasted

Sometimes the dualities within yourself don’t even know about the existence of the other, until a single thought or experience draws away the blanket of ignorance.