ocean king

a silver mt zion

under my bed

nightmare.

damn evelyn williams

flashback

06:36am

sky = sea

up = down

flying = falling

'..everywhere there's rain my love..'

‘...the sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head...’

faces

ink on paper