superficies

(exploration of process #)

(Unintended interpretations #)

When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance
j.k.

(unintended interpretations #)

(unintended interpretations #)
blind drawings

(unintended interpretations #)
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.
Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea.
s.t.