Inferno…

Where do you think the fire gets it colors from? Is it the day it steals into night, the twilight it prolongs on the horizon? I personally think it’s neither…

Random Rollicks: Elf

Have you ever been to a beach, or any village or city by the sea? Magical spaces, aren’t they? Heavy and weightless. Dense and floating. Infinite and contained. And yet all that power, the energy converges seamlessly at the shore…

Knock Knock…

I love doors. Their anatomy and structure, feel and physics. Height. Breadth. Width. Depth…

Random Rollicks: Zehn

I am fascinated by thresholds. Those thin, linear boundaries that are somehow the makings of all befores and afters…

Random Rollicks: Neun

Somewhere between the cataclysm of love, and the canyon of hate, lies a void silence so deep, it vibrates under its own weight…