Black Dog

by donnor

Am I awake, is this real? I am lost as the dimming light glows gold from within. A familiar stranger appears before me with the understanding and knowledge of…. We turn and twist along the broken day; like petty thieves stealing the moment; curious of who has been here and who is still to come. Constantly in search for the path, this stranger knows the way while I am blind. We find it, and I am left to travel alone… along it... turning back one last time saying both, hello and goodbye.

Black Dog 2008                                                                                                                                                                1of1
Encaustic Finished Toned Gelatin Silver Print                                                                                                                    50x55
On Exhibition thru April 30 2011
CEPA Gallery

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