Ancient spirits dwell eons between fluid and ether in spaceships of bone, poised below the sepia mirror, breaching to breath the sun, leaving only fleeting ripples that mingle like silent harmonies. www.photos.dianathornton.com
IS IT: Bananas submerged in a koi pond? A rusty propane tank? The partial eclipse of the sun? IT IS: The partial eclipse of the sun shining through the leaves overhead onto a rusty propane tank…