I stand here. Alone. The quiet consumes me. Blank space. No noise. Nothing. Just me. Somehow I know this is my new norm. Where I’ll spend my eternity. But is it a curse or a blessed serenity?
Serenity
Small Scale Fabricated Photography, Toy Photography History, Art Creation Musings
I love that both your submissions this week are, at least for me, visually unsettling… then your words find a way to challenge that disturbance. Find a way to serenity.
Hauntingly beautiful.
Thank you so very much. That means a lot coming from you :)
You are most deserving, and very welcome. And thank you for reflecting with a compliment of your own. :)
Beautiful and serene
Thank you :)
If you are looking for votes, blessed serenity.