Cutting My Friend Sergei “You can’t carry him all the way,” Sasha growled from the driver’s seat. Continue Reading →
Crystals The free air outside the mundane window is blaring out its opus, exchanging chaotic rhythms of water and lightning. Continue Reading →
Lost “Seagull Actual, Seagull Actual, this is Seagull 1-2, over.” I called out, climbing the elevation. Continue Reading →
The Beauty of Abstraction No matter how spectacular a shot can go, there is artistically no match for a shot that manifests millions of abstraction from what appears to be unfathomable to an ordinary eye. Continue Reading →
