"Wall Portraits"
I've written and deleted, written and deleted. Vignette after vignette, story after story. There is no use in it now. Stumbled and fallen. The sunlight is brilliant, the sky high and blue, the air cool and dry. Everything sparkles. Everything dances. I will try to let it enter me today, all this brilliance and beauty. But I don't know. I need a happy accident, I think, to put me back on track. Nothing large, just something subtle and beautiful. I will only drink champagne. I will wait and see. Is it still possible? Is there some happy miracle waiting for me?
just believing in the possibilities is a miracle in itself.
ReplyDeleteYes, like the oil slick portrait of Mary on an abandoned highway or the face of the Pope in the pizza.
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ReplyDeletea hallucinated collective consciousness of hope. im looking at the relativity of being....again and always; it is what is is our minds and bodies. great photos, the overlays.
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