My mind is already out of here. Where we do not go, we will never know. Whose to say, whose to say, we can’t imagine though. Whose to say, we may not travel still. Our mind is formed from the Universe, the fictions and imagination it creates, are based on the truths it may comprehend.
Within fiction, truth hides...
Black Chair, 2013
Encaustic Finished Toned Gelatin Silver Print