Tag Archives: this mortal coil

season’s end (song of the siren)

season's endtoo beautiful it was, the song of the siren. not even the the trees can help now, by root and rock. i would be lost also.

filigree & shadow

shadow and filigreeplaying around with light, flower petals and shadows it ended up in something i found delicate, thin and precious like a filigree. and somewhere in the shadows i guess the spirit of my inspiration from robert mapplethorpe shines through.