My hair is being pulled by the stars again
Fragmented
Sometimes she saw her real face, and sometimes she saw a stranger at her place
She's a carnival
Where the wild roses grow
Le le moi - Marron lune
We are made up of layers, sometimes blurred
Effaced
I will wade out
untitled/Ghosts i
Drifting
Self portrait with peonies
Distortion I
distortion ii
Through the looking glass
masked I advance
Self portrait with frame
i have looked for your face in the patterns that the light makes when the tiny shadows collide
I will wade out II
As i sit here with my head in the clouds
ornaments of red
palimpsest
Self portrait with red roses
In between worlds
Self portrait in red
Pink moon
Self portrait with She Rocola
Stories have a way of changing faces
I have remembered my dreams and they are in colour
Self portrait with Joni
Today may I be me
Blurred actuality
Abstraction i
abstraction ii
abstraction iii
My hair is being pulled by the stars again
Fragmented
Sometimes she saw her real face, and sometimes she saw a stranger at her place
She's a carnival
Where the wild roses grow
Le le moi - Marron lune
We are made up of layers, sometimes blurred
Effaced
I will wade out
untitled/Ghosts i
Drifting
Self portrait with peonies
Distortion I
distortion ii
Through the looking glass
masked I advance
Self portrait with frame
i have looked for your face in the patterns that the light makes when the tiny shadows collide
I will wade out II
As i sit here with my head in the clouds
ornaments of red
palimpsest
Self portrait with red roses
In between worlds
Self portrait in red
Pink moon
Self portrait with She Rocola
Stories have a way of changing faces
I have remembered my dreams and they are in colour
Self portrait with Joni
Today may I be me
Blurred actuality
Abstraction i
abstraction ii
abstraction iii
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