Updated: Jul 6
Crossed wires and juxtapositions of dreams, of memories, of hopes and fears.
Everything is fine. Enigma1
Or is it? A tiger watches in the undergrowth. Treetops smoulder. Bare bone hands creep in, looking for revenge
A quiet afternoon by the pool. Enigma2
Splashing in the pool looking forward to a glass of wine; then the pool catches fire, the icecap looms into view, tropical islands flood, the Pillars of Creation appear under a temperature clock, dragons of the natural and industrial worlds collapse breathlessly unaided by apothecary.
Souls of the vine. Enigma3
Anyone who has not been embraced the souls of the vine, has not drunk enough wine.
Sweet Dreams. Enigma4
Exuberant in Paris. Enigma5
