Ireland… This is the moment I succumb….the soft wind caressing my face, playing in my hair, and kissing my bare skin as I lie in emerald green fields and glades, completely charmed by the depth of oceanic blue eyes and magic of many smiling shores. I don’t want to leave the embrace of this place…thisContinue reading “Ireland and the Crow…”
For a long time, my best friends were dead people. Mysterious and intangible dead people. And while I am unsure of the exact origin, I suspect that my fascination began around the age of four with trips to the local cemetery where my grandmother and I would eat peanut butter sandwiches among the secluded tombs,Continue reading “Tales of torture and haunting intangibility…”
The following collection of photographs was assembled from a series of images taken in the summer of 2010 and 2011 during two separate trips to Ireland.