this is an ode to film.to what it has come to be in my life.to the fluidity it has granted to so much i had no words for earlier.it lives and breathes for me. it is unlike the piano i used to play,the guitar that nibbled at my fingers,it was nothing i had to pick up,it just wafted into my being.just like that.i was a believer.my life is a roll of married print.
No comments:
Post a Comment