untitled

naked

i am here for you to see

semi lustre - Home

it's a secret place

soul motion

heights and depths

sorrow and joy

a hard edged blur excitement

in nothing tangible

 breathing

air that does not strangle

the curious coarse

of

angels and submersibles

 

analog light

like that warm rich sound

from a tube amplifier

it's a drag

waltz

light dances between the lines

tv - watching the fall line-up

field - relived

summer - revisited