Jumping out of the canvas

being the musefeeding imaginationimmortalized in paintartists’ inspiration dressed in evening clothesstanding by the seais not what both of usset out to be I love frolickingwith my furry friendwithout a caresalty waves and frothrefreshing mindsmessing up hair We wait for an era, wherevideo cameras aboundcapturing us in motionexpressions and soundwaving to meet the skynot glued to … Continue reading Jumping out of the canvas


turmoil speaks to me like nothing else my sharp vision penetrates a calm exterior with raging storms inside storms speak to me like nothing else ticking time bombs… will they explode to consume themselves and others? bombs speak to me like nothing else where does angst go after thunder flashes do you ignore signals of … Continue reading Turmoil