Occurances in Heavy Rain

fernbeds

Crossing Paths With Paradoxial Statements

THE DEWS drop slowly and dreams gather: unknown spears
Suddenly hurtle before my dream-awakened eyes,
And then the clash of fallen horsemen and the cries
Of unknown perishing armies beat about my ears.
-W.B. Yeats "Valley of the Black Pig"

A lot of ideas are coming to ahead (so stay tuned)– sitting watching a dragon being born.

Transferring To Better Surfaces & An Exploration In A Dark Chapter

In Keeping of Foes & Hindsight

You're Insufferable.

Shock To Our Biology & Other Starts To A Morning

The Perils Instinct And Dissolving Temperance

A Hushed Epiphany

In Context To Foggy Days

Magical Things Await. Patience is Horrible.

Archaic Tricks From A Passing Gloomy Morning

Enjoying the smells of the start to fall and melodic (I'm trying to be positive) prose of a new commute.

Hanging On To The Frays Of Other Planes

Going through life's adjustment period as the approaching
Autumn nips at Summers back.
I will be posting more of the rabbit piece as I work further and other new starts.

Friday Wanderlust & Fog

Uncharted Salutations & Minute Moments of Collectiveness

A lot of changes (all good) taking place in my life
right now and the weather feels like a cool Fall. I begin a new job on
Monday & am plotting new projects in my head.
[Both metallic & of paper]
Looking forward to months of weather like this and more new plants to
dream of.

Under The Pressure of Layered Shadows (Finished!)

“A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it
most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it,
renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.”-Joan Didion

Disjointed Spirits & Imbibable Tales of Moonlight

WOODKID
It's like a Viking-Post-Apocaliptic tribute to Dior Homme. I like!

Finishing the piece this evening and shipping it off to merry old London tomorrow...
Oh please Customs, no hold ups!