September 6, 2011

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Inanimate passion…

Nights are reserved for intimate moments with my sketchbook and my volatile creative conscious. A seduction between a warm blooded woman and her inanimate lover.

Art, Commentary, Essays, Memoir

Inanimate passion…

Nights are reserved for intimate moments with my sketchbook and my volatile creative conscious. A seduction between a warm blooded woman and her inanimate lover.

Art, Commentary, Essays, Memoir

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