`Lost in skies of powdered gold,
caught in clouds of silver ropes
showered by the empty hopes
as I tumble down, falling fast

to the ground.

I know I'll wither so peel away the bark

'Cause nothing grows when it is dark
In spite of all my fears,

I can see it all so clear..

Cover your crystal eyes
and feel the tones that tremble down your spine..
And let your colours bleed and blend with mine..

But I'm okay in see-through skin
I forgive what is within
'cause I'm in this house
I'm in this home
all my time`


Crystals. Of monsters & men



Being my own garden

Ongoing flower series project


Healing conceptual

art photography shootings