Pyramid

Much to be explored.

Unseen

The battles I never chose to fight

lost them all & yet survived

asked for death & asked for life

remaining unseen

Solitude

We are loved in solitude

Blue rising

always strong . 

Ankommen

Arriving

Inside my Mind

The Natural World

The Emotional Body

Written Art

Silence cries

the flow up and down

all over

soothing

ecstasy

Citylife

I found the original today, going through my files. It was made during my Manchester times, just as I was about to leave. I wondered why I hadn't published it before. Perhaps it's the heaviness, the density of it that has overwhelmed me. The long days of getting high in terraced houses, the industrial look of the city and late night walks that gave that sense of freedom. Depression, hope & being out of your mind, zoned out, out of everything. The constant blur. Escapism. Everything is in this picture. The summary of my time in Manchester, tragically and beautifully. 

I edited it today because I wanted to publish it. I wanted it to look better than the original. I wanted to add something to the heaviness & density, something I would add to it every time in Manchester. It needed some upbeat elements to give it the real feeling of the city of my heart. That sense of going on and creating something even if you do it whilst lying totally fucked up on the ground. Excitement, that's what it is. That spark. A million lights to shine through from beneath a million layers of darkness.