The vines are bare this time of year, sleeping the short winter before once more stretching forth their green tendrils and drooping clusters. The exposed shapes are eerie, passionate, alluring. This one caught my eye…
conflict. tension. passion. pain. opposite poles. trapped. longing. connected. imprisoned. unified. yearning. Is there freedom in forced unity?
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February 21, 2006 at 2:40 p02
niza
whoah… that’s so cool. i like your post =)
March 6, 2006 at 2:40 p03
tony sheng
Hi Stacu,
Great to meet and hang with you this past weekend in Orlando. God’s blessings with all the cool stuff in Thousand Oaks!
March 6, 2006 at 2:40 p03
carrie
I love the creativity that can also come from tension and conflict