Thursday, April 2, 2009

"You Drop Through That Transparent Air"

"D'ye mark him, flask?" whispered Stubb; "the chick that's in him pecks the shell. T'will soon be out"
Herman Melville, "Moby-Dick or The Whale"

"I Dreamed I was a Turtle" 2006

4 " Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil."
 23rd Psalm KJV 

"Riding the Elevator"  2008
From the 1850 Codex Series

Far from the marvelous lies the hopes that only the mundane may harbor. We build bridges from the known to the unknown and watch them sway in the breeze of our uncertainty. Cross, my friend - sweet, my illusions.

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