Mirrored

There are no lies in the morning no cheating of age an illusion of eye smoothing skin over bone. No portrait hidden away becoming skeletal and demanding release. Another day to face, my confessor, so laugh at this charting of years. Mirror by Adrian Greene Photo: dresses by Gilbert Adrian at the LACMA

Coloring by words 

I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees This was beautifully handwritten inside a birthday card given to me by my summer course English teacher in Cheltenham the year I turned 18. These words (and the card) have stayed with me since then and I even had them embroidered on a dress. … More Coloring by words