Let's write a story.
I began with that idea. A coat in binding holding pages of ink scarrings that bounce off my thoughts. Yet how does a private person be comfortable with that visualisation, or be comfortable that restrictions would only follow this?
And that wasn't the most of it.
Truth is, it disheartens me that we have grown so dependant on words rather than what lives underneath it all. The real story is not that you read in loudness, yet the one that always lives in silence.
If you feel 'anything' while travelling through my images, then I know I've bounced off a 'something'.
BestKind is the kind you give yourself.
.: Dorothy Sic :.
.: Jacqui Sarah :.
Entry Date: 23rd Ocotber 2010