Thursday, March 27, 2014

I was standing in a wet marsh and I was with a medium brown dog. It was revealed that the dog's true name was Horus. When he heard his real name, the dog grew in size and became immensely strong. I remember holding him around the neck and chest trying to calm his shaking fear.

Mushrooms growing in peach pits. A primordial toothed and legged serpent guarding them, silhouette recessed in the mud.

This one is tied with the left hand.

Alum Aleut.


Monday, March 3, 2014

Saturday, March 1, 2014


:: Marianne Dages, Nothing, paper ash ink on chipboard, 2014 ::