Fire ◊ Light ◊ Friendship The glow and heat of its embers; the crack of the timber; the rise of the smoke and sparks. Our primordial DNA ignites and we drift through epochs and are united in the primacy of our existence … and our past. In the that moment, that flicker of fire, our friendships…
The Magic is the Light
For years, I thought the mystery was the molten glass, but the magic is the light. I’m reluctant to put quotes around these words because I think I’ve done a poor job of remembering them word for word, but this is the essence of one quote I read on the wall of the Musée des beaux-arts…
Painted Water
Niagara Skywheel
The last taken looking out window through a mirror on the wall …
Vine Land Sky (PEC)
Rooftop Sunset