As a writer, it's somewhat difficult for me to admit that a picture is worth a thousand words. I seek to paint with words, even create new worlds with words. Yet, at times, even I cannot deny the simple supremacy of images: for how suggestive or evocative they can be.
Rummaging through my computer, I came across these digital doodles of mine, some of which are a mystery even to me. I was younger when I composed them, so they are stormier, wilder, darker than I am, today (having mellowed, somewhat over the years).
Love, lust, bliss, guilt, enslavement, detachment and the search for freedom seem to have been some of my preoccupations during this tumultuous period. But, of course, these are just mere words... I hope my multimedia art, below, will resonate with you, wordlessly: