Some times I feel so full of life my skin tightens and breathing is easy and my eyes seem very wide Night air soaked with moonlight drifts into my lungs, each pore on my finger tips opens as the feeling spreads like a gentle power over and under my skin And it's all too beautiful
4 Comments
Alexander Sutulov 21 Sep 2004
Karen, I truly congratulate your grace of surviving fractal art, avoiding the obvious and most common reoccurring compositions, not to mention the target painting syndrome and so forth. Youre dextrous ability to bring about elegance and gracefulness -which is more about subtleness-, indicates a traceable sensitivity comparable the epic of Borges and the origin of the written word.sher richardson 18 Sep 2004
i am a child of greys, and this piece shows so much depth and homage to the scales of white through black and all in between with a filagreed celebration... i adore this one... sorry i missed its first day submission... i love the simplicity of your works...Charles Oliver 04 Aug 2004
Interesting B/W fractalJ. R. Earlbecke 03 Aug 2004
Beautiful!