Monthly Archives: February 1994

photographs, paintings, words, letters, inspiration. I’m forever searching… destiny, fate, dreams. Nothing is meant to be taken at face value. Everything is something to someone. My mind’s eye… cynicism and caresses fall away and i long for a change. A positive one. One that has potential to clear the mists. Inpiration is my excuse to throw away shyness. Inspiration is a secret. I love secrets. I am so tightly wound right now that i could snap in either direction…forward or backwards. Rubberbands, those intricate contraptions hold things together, separate things, suspends and immobilizes…