This is my studio for exploring my work. Consider these drafts.

The sensation of lace

I teased you before, but now it's time to take a closer look. 

Seeing is a feeling. It's personal.

Can I tell you a secret? She's displaying here my favorite spot on a woman's body. It has no name.

With words we seek the rhythms, the timeliness of a sound.

With sight we seek a sensation and want to be overcome.

Until we feel as if we are falling, falling through a sea of feelings.

That's how I see, anyway. Maybe you do, too.

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by Balthazar Simões