It was autumn, the springtime of death.

It was autumn, the springtime of death.

"At mindnight, in the month of October, I stand beneath the mystic moon."

Taken under the Samhain moon, 35mm.

Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen. Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween!"

Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen. Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween!"

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I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel , the two-faced sinister and saintly woman

I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel , the two-faced sinister and saintly woman

It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off

There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off

I'll have dirt on my feet and stars in my eyes, I'll be in the forest where the earth comes alive.

I'll have dirt on my feet and stars in my eyes, I'll be in the forest where the earth comes alive.

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. 35mm film scam, 2017.

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

35mm film scam, 2017.

I am a godess, neverborn, Touching magick, wielding power, I wear the crescent, wear the horn, I am a witch at every hour. 35mm fim scan, 2017.

I am a godess, neverborn,
Touching magick, wielding power,
I wear the crescent, wear the horn,
I am a witch at every hour.

35mm fim scan, 2017.

The woods stood in silence and cast their darkness out over the lake; but the middle of the water still lay in the sultry moonlight. Now and then gentle breeze rustled through the trees; but this was not wind, rather the breath of the summer night. 35mm film scan, 2017.

The woods stood in silence and cast their darkness out over the lake; but the middle of the water still lay in the sultry moonlight. Now and then gentle breeze rustled through the trees; but this was not wind, rather the breath of the summer night.

35mm film scan, 2017.

Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul, there in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim. 35mm film scan, 2017.

Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul,
there in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.

35mm film scan, 2017.

We are serpents shedding our skin, in the fields of illusion. 35mm film scan, 2017.

We are serpents shedding our skin, in the fields of illusion.

35mm film scan, 2017.

I burn, I shiver; out of the sun, into the shadow.

I burn, I shiver; out of the sun, into the shadow.

She is of the woods. 35mm film scan, 2017.

She is of the woods.

35mm film scan, 2017.

The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; It is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need, if only we had the eyes to see. 35mm film scan, 2017.

The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; It is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need, if only we had the eyes to see.

35mm film scan, 2017.

The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us an sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need, if only we had the eyes to see. 35mm film scan, 2017.

The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us an sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need, if only we had the eyes to see.

35mm film scan, 2017.

All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that awakens their melancholy? 35mm gilm scan, 2017.

All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that awakens their melancholy?

35mm gilm scan, 2017.

HERE ONCE DWELT

HERE ONCE DWELT

MARSH DWELLER 

FLOWING ONES

FLOWING ONES

BLOOM

BLOOM

BLESS IT BE

BLESS IT BE

FINGER ENDS, FIVE TWIGS

FINGER ENDS, FIVE TWIGS