~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 2 of 2.
~newspaper, magazine, flyer paper, and privacy film
After the glorious night, and at the first ray of light, the diffusing heat of your determination becomes so intense that a single shy glimpse can bring us to our knees.
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.
~torn and cut paper from recycled magazine, hand assembled
These landmarks are remembrances in the timelines of our lives; the pinkness is a reminder of the saturation of our insides.