comatose awakening.

in the twilight series, i see bits of me.
I like Yann's eye, especially the landscapery.
makes me want to wander around, holding my breath for the light.

in these times, it is becoming clear that i have a mission.
i have to make something compelling, something worth your time, something that makes you think. more to follow.

bite me.

bedsheets and homefries.

who can resist?

say hello to bobby quine (bbq for short). she's a stinker. be prepared for a few silly kitten pictures.

running, returning...

as I find my days becoming home-bound, I return to observing the life of the compostables...

I am reminded of Pfahl and his seductive imagery.

I am hungry for watermelon and rain.

I am trying to afford this and that.

Ah, the life of the picture maker. Money talks.
If I could only extricate this frog in my throat...

Till then, I'll have to make due.