Summer is the heart of my year. Born just after the summer solstice, I carry the season of hot afternoons and brilliant days with me into the winter. The Fall Equinox usually brings a dull sadness with it, and I suspend my seasonal disorder into a tightly folded envelope, I suspend myself in time, and wait in quiet hibernation until June.
I decided to alter my former photographic & realistic art to fit my vision and to reflect my altered physics of time. Here goes. I call this altered altered book piece "Egg Suspended."
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