An imaginary journey. It plays out like a forgotten romance on the silver screen. She enters with a basket full of flowers. He stumbles into her at a far away cafe. Their eyes interlock and windswept they fall into each others arms. Intertwined they stay as the hours turn into days and the days turns into weeks and weeks. Two lovers, lost only in each other's arms.
Some images are kindred spirits, they relate and respond to one another in a way similar to how body language communicates between two people. It’s chemical, mineral, visual. It’s couplings. - b.