You are a beautiful creature, so glorious, so free. You can look down on us, you can see us for who we are. You believe what you believe, and have the stories to prove it, but here in this house you are a little lost, a little lonely, with a wistful longing for those who were truly your people, beautiful and free like you.
Beginnings
This is the beginning.
The woman with the handwritten note tucke d neatly into a...
The Tower
The brazen naked woman with the EAGLE mask moves purposefully towards the tower with its...
On counting and costs
THE HARES AND THE FOXES
counting
/ˈkaʊntɪŋ/
taking account of when reaching...
House of Masks
Welcome to the house of masks, an exploration of hedonism and failure through the...