Just After Midnight

This is a montage of photos I did with Photoshop. Some may call it a collage. A little advanced blending and a layer mask describes an idea. Not too much reality exposed. Make the viewer a participant.

Indulgent Remorse

How long I have been pacing the corners of memory?

Not quantifiable.

Rivers of sap flow with ease from those shinning cities imagined.

With well groomed habitat, like a terrarium, where flying words hang in the trees.

I loved her completely but lost my virginity to another.

– Erich of the North

Jen Maitland