Saturday, September 24, 2005

open unknown portals


Laughing from the effects of too much indulgence in substances that create characters in every conjugation of random abstract elements the face in the creek screamed a name.


The sky is a vast even toned back drop suitable for enhancing almost any colour and often only requires an equal vantage point.


As a postcard the triangular sail of the boat lends itself as a familiar element and the bicycles tell a story all by themselves.


A strong wind off the water opens the parachute completely and lifts the guy right off the ground sometimes. I am assuming he was checking all the attached ropes etc. to prepare for using it but it looked like fun too.


Black and white stark contrast best exemplifies concrete wood and another searching soul, another dancing nelson hippy goddess descended in between the trees to find the thing that frees the spirit to satiate the land with essence and open unknown portals.

2 Comments:

Blogger Lorna Dee Cervantes said...

Stranded


Aha!
Door evidence.
Open unknown portals

8:28 AM  
Blogger Lorna Dee Cervantes said...

Creek 009


Ghost
Eyes eddy.
This face now!

1:40 AM  

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