...the artist becomes the subject and the viewer becomes the artist...

...a sideways look reveals a bread tag...standing impossibly...No one else is home. No bread has been eaten...

...what I can see of myself now is my past... I am so much more unfolding...

...strange and delightful things await me around every corner....I can revel in this vast unknown...

....translating myself...from dreams into reality...

...there are moments when I don't know what I am about...and that is when the whole world opens up...

...this is a story.... about myself, to myself... strange and wonderful...

...I am consciousness returning, opening, expanding...I am unfolding...

...perspective is gained from the wisdom of a web...

...the artist becomes the subject and the viewer becomes the artist...

...a sideways look reveals a bread tag...standing impossibly...No one else is home. No bread has been eaten...

...what I can see of myself now is my past... I am so much more unfolding...

...strange and delightful things await me around every corner....I can revel in this vast unknown...

....translating myself...from dreams into reality...

...there are moments when I don't know what I am about...and that is when the whole world opens up...

...this is a story.... about myself, to myself... strange and wonderful...

...I am consciousness returning, opening, expanding...I am unfolding...

...perspective is gained from the wisdom of a web...