Still photographs, reykjavik held within a winter's night, colour the quiet moments of my life with grey light frozen in time. Your footfall follows...
Each note plays and undulates with wordless emotion and ribbons of light. Your dreams are painted in midnight colours across the sea like a dance of...
So many vowels, consonants, and words strung together to express thoughts that only emotion bespeaks... Stillness, faces caught in a ghostly moment;
In iceland, the wind carried the drift of morning coffee from your window on pingholstraetti street; the blue of the building melting into the winter sky. The walk up the hill to your door