02 April 2011

Sublime is the Word

Matisse and I spent a lovely early evening lakeside—the water was choppy and eerily green, sputtering up against the rocks. The wind was pulsing and sporadically tempestuous, especially alongside the shore. We thought about poets and meandered around with film cameras. 

1 comment:

  1. I am so in love with these all! Today = the best day ever.