
A fantasia that runs amok, searching for notes that will add to this symphony of color.

A fantasia that runs amok, searching for notes that will add to this symphony of color.

A fantasia that runs amok, searching for notes that will add to this symphony of color.

There are many tales and destinies intertwined together even in a modest garden that escapes the eye on a first glance, much like beauty that sometimes escapes us when we fail to see beyond the obvious.

Lives in a city are often at the mercy of its intersections, some lives meet, cross or overlap at random while others live themselves out so close to each others, yet never meeting.

Its a fine day to start something new, to dust off your shoes and go down the road less travelled..

A surreal view of a garden walk capturing the vividness of color and the wonder that it can inspire if we look at it with a child’s eye.

Who knows what the glyphs encrypt; perhaps they bear within them the weight of a billion unheard tales and the levity of forgotten dreams.
Perhaps within them are cavernous spaces which resound with the footsteps of a receding antiquity and the footfalls of an impending future.

Autumn winds are the winds of change and transition, a time to harvest the past and look to the future, yet a time to stay grounded and appreciate the magnificence surrounding us that is the present.

A fantasia that runs amok, searching for notes that will add to this symphony of color.

Who knows what the glyphs encrypt; perhaps they bear within them the weight of a billion unheard tales and the levity of forgotten dreams.
Perhaps within them are cavernous spaces which resound with the footsteps of a receding antiquity and the footfalls of an impending future.