After the rain 3

Her dress soaked revealing the girl that hides behind Body trembling cold chills surging along naked spine Thunder rumbles, lightning...

After the rain 2

Night turns to grey, after the rain. A murky mist slithers across muddy waters. A lost soul wonders through untamed bushes. Into the day...

After the rain 1

Trolling the metaverse of untethered consciousness Thoughts subside into collective data I'm a microcosm on a linear connection between...

To do or not to do.

I've been pondering my creative options for some time now. Of particular note is the idea of creating custom designed gift stationary...

A Creative Life

I sketched out a portrait of an elderly woman. It was the first of many portraits to come. I was 9. I'd found a book in the school...

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