This Budding Morning
For catching my breath as all the light of the rising sun crescendos around me.
For catching my breath as all the light of the rising sun crescendos around me.
A reason to hate, the only thing you rummage forWhat finds you, resentment, destructive cynicism and that dark crater. What I desire on this canvas, magical paintingbrand new life expression, this rising womanwhat I’m leaving behind, qualmsplayed out, my dutiful … Continue reading
This is morning. Early morning UV rays permeate through a white heavenly blanket. From this shot, there is nothing stopping this early morning star from shining. Autumn’s leafless trees contrasted with the looming overcast, a canvass of silvery-noire ink brushed … Continue reading
I awoke a bit frazzled when not only the sway of the leaves on the trees picked up some but the air temperature dropped over twenty degrees. Did I sleep through summer before it even arrived? It’s still a portrait … Continue reading