Railings, are everywhere is France. Everywhere. They adorn everything. Varied sizes, intricate to plain-janes, straight-lace to curvy. Made of iron they are made to last. I bet you could go to any part of France, Stand in one spot, pivot…

On the top left hand corner of a destroyed painting that I have is the face of an *angel. (In the corners of my life sit angels… and some demons too.) Time has chipped away the rose-colored cheeks, though time…

Stillness. Quiet. Silent. Empty. Alone– pair of chairs. Similar-alike-symbolic. Two-of-a-kind. Side-by-side. Next-to-each-other. Twins–not exactly the same. Peas-in-a-pod. Pears. Apples and Oranges. Blue. Waiting. Empty seat. The two of us. you and me. inseparable. Matching pair. Faded. Used. Out of focus…

The carved slab of stone appears soft and delicate as silk fabric. I can almost see it move with a gentle breeze. Where was he going? Who took the time to care about such detail? To imagine perfection in this…

running didn’t help either did crying when mount vesvuis spewed pompeii slowly thickly devastingly covered in molt and ash time to pray how is time measured life does not stand still

Venetian Mirror Bought at a brocante market in Barjols. In the glass there is a reflection of some antique wall paper If you could see your future would you want to? What image do you give? Is it your true…