Blind

It was a halo silk that seemed to float in mid-air like a cobweb caged in a darkness that became opaque, impenetrable, tangible as it wrapped it shroud around the last breath of life that emanated from this statue...   

An amber colour bubble little up in my hands, revealing the dancing shapes of the walls of nature that wept tears of dampness, the fallen ceilings of the granite sky, the dilapidated doors that led into the hearts of proud trunks coated in leafy curtains, and yet they remained invisible – hidden by the ghostly blackness the covered the world…

Dusk poured over the street in a wreath of liquid fire, with tongues of scorching topaz and flaming amber licking at the sky, whilst an orchestra of black melodies followed closely, waiting to engulf the fire in a splash of inky darkness. 

Limitations

The most important things are the hardest to say. 

They are the things you become ashamed of, because words diminish them. Words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. 

But it’s more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. 

And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it.  

That’s the worst, I think.

When the secret stays locked within not for want

of a teller but for want of an understanding ear. 

Four Flames

 I was always facinated by fire - don't get me wrong burning things isn't a passion of mine - it was just that fire was so amazing to look at. The way the flames jumped and flickered as if alive...it just made a really interesting subject for my photos. I call these ones "Four Flames".

 “Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.”  The Buddha

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