Soft Bricks

 Giving definition to the steady wind of doubt
These bricks are laid to cast shadow​

Building spaces that never existed but have always been present
There was a time, I think, when bricks were thrown in anger and with justice

Rounded at the corners; peering through cracks
Take notes for the one next to you and hide them until the time is right

-from Joe Bar exhibit June 2015

Holding Still

here again
then 
never again

the bells and the whistles
the breeze in the trees

​-from Blur Gallery exhibit August 2015