One of Eight
These photos are part of my personal-poetic archive, glimpses of the men I love and the places I treasure. They represent my own time capsules. My brother Peske, whom I lost to addiction. My lover Delmar, who loves me, or loves me not. My son, Luca, my forever love… reminding me on the daily to capture as much as humanly possible. The river is my peace. Sunsets appear painted by hand, skies with colors so fierce they calm the storm within.