Nota Bene. [Excerpts]

Trying to make up for lost time...

Depositing 'time' in the Lost and Found.

And the motions count as breaths, the wind inhales/exhales.

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Clearwater.

Magnificent people.
Magnificent place.
The journey was the destination.

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Inflected.

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Some Tests.

Fabric Forms.
Testing... 1, 2, 3...

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Forms.

The endless possibilities of form.

Scale is the only boundary to cross.


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Questions.

Trying to find answers,
but don't know the questions.


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East/West/East.

Migration is always necessary.

We see ghosts of ourselves through filters of sky.

Traces left behind slowly bleed through.

Rumination. Failures. Discoveries.

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Integers.

One.

The sum of the whole.


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Untitled [Cracks].

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Rough Sketch.

Time will render things similar.
Backgrounds become foregrounds become backgrounds.
Sketches should only be rough... this how they are defined.



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