I’m just an artist Who got stuck Lost in a painting Where images are no longer enough And the yearning for words only grows. A short poem...

The girl who dreams of darkness Ran away From people who kept her still Went astray When we opposed her will The girl who dreams of...

He remembered How breezy life can be When you just let things slip by If you don’t grip too tight Nor stand too loose If you can cry But...

These are some of my photographs taken in response to the work of a few romantic poets and writers. I processed and developed them...