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Wild.

Wild. http://wp.me/s20eH3-wild

Peach Farm Studio

Peach Farm Studio

Wild.
Run
the edge
in search
of genius -
inside minds,
find:
the keeper
of treasure,
the clown
of souls,
the planter
of life,
the holders
of myth,
the wind
itself and
the wide-eyed
child of
Wild.

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By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

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Photo by C.K.Itamura of a gift from Rebecca Stone via Frank Caton

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Obvious.

Obvious. http://wp.me/s20eH3-obvious

Peach Farm Studio

Image

Obvious.
To
start here,
swim,
go there,
then
stop,
flip-flop,
swim,
to the end,
then
begin
again,
again,
again,
to try
to find
the way
to swim
to start
to here
to
Obvious.

.

.

.

By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

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.

.

Photograph by C.K.Itamura of artwork in garden at A Street Studios

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Nothing.

Nothing. http://wp.me/s20eH3-nothing

Peach Farm Studio

Peach Farm Studio

Nothing.

There is an art

to it – creating

soup

from a stone,

music

out of silence,

love

out of words,

inspiration

from a void,

time

out of eternity,

life

out of

Nothing.

.

.

.

By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

.

.

.

Photo by C.K.Itamura

View On WordPress

Refresh.

Refresh. http://wp.me/s20eH3-refresh

Peach Farm Studio

Peach Farm Studio

Refresh.

Broken

branches

burnt, dark

umber,

slumber,

sleep – now

ashes feed

the flowers,

grown – smudge

the room,

sweet scent,

pure light

- my, your

fingers

covered

in white.

Refresh.

.

.

.

By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

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.

.

Photo by C.K.Itamura

View On WordPress

Rhythm. http://wp.me/s20eH3-rhythm

Rhythm. Among leaves, patterns - flowers rise then bloom - wings beat, drone, fly predictably all day…

Rhythm. http://wp.me/s20eH3-rhythm

Rhythm. Among leaves, patterns - flowers rise then bloom - wings beat, drone, fly predictably all day…

Comfort. http://wp.me/s20eH3-comfort

Comfort. Coffee, news, the rhythm of words, punctuated by one act - shattered glass, fallen walls, bodies, loss -

Comfort. http://wp.me/s20eH3-comfort

Comfort. Coffee, news, the rhythm of words, punctuated by one act - shattered glass, fallen walls, bodies, loss -

IT WON’T BITE BACKRaw.
Is it enough to have
picked it fresh
from my brain and laid it
on your plate for you
to feast…View Post

IT WON’T BITE BACK

Raw.

Is it enough to have

picked it fresh

from my brain and laid it

on your plate for you

to feast…

View Post

The Queen for one dayEasy.
Back in the old days it was, when
all I had to worry about were the
black plague, gout and…View Post

The Queen for one day

Easy.

Back in the old days it was, when

all I had to worry about were the

black plague, gout and…

View Post

Wild.

Wild. http://wp.me/s20eH3-wild

Peach Farm Studio

Peach Farm Studio

Wild.
Run
the edge
in search
of genius -
inside minds,
find:
the keeper
of treasure,
the clown
of souls,
the planter
of life,
the holders
of myth,
the wind
itself and
the wide-eyed
child of
Wild.

.

.

.
By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

.

.

.

Photo by C.K.Itamura of a gift from Rebecca Stone via Frank Caton

View On WordPress

Obvious.

Obvious. http://wp.me/s20eH3-obvious

Peach Farm Studio

Image

Obvious.
To
start here,
swim,
go there,
then
stop,
flip-flop,
swim,
to the end,
then
begin
again,
again,
again,
to try
to find
the way
to swim
to start
to here
to
Obvious.

.

.

.

By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

.

.

.

Photograph by C.K.Itamura of artwork in garden at A Street Studios

View On WordPress

Nothing.

Nothing. http://wp.me/s20eH3-nothing

Peach Farm Studio

Peach Farm Studio

Nothing.

There is an art

to it – creating

soup

from a stone,

music

out of silence,

love

out of words,

inspiration

from a void,

time

out of eternity,

life

out of

Nothing.

.

.

.

By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

.

.

.

Photo by C.K.Itamura

View On WordPress

Refresh.

Refresh. http://wp.me/s20eH3-refresh

Peach Farm Studio

Peach Farm Studio

Refresh.

Broken

branches

burnt, dark

umber,

slumber,

sleep – now

ashes feed

the flowers,

grown – smudge

the room,

sweet scent,

pure light

- my, your

fingers

covered

in white.

Refresh.

.

.

.

By C.K.Itamura from Shelf Life

.

.

.

Photo by C.K.Itamura

View On WordPress

Rhythm. http://wp.me/s20eH3-rhythm

Rhythm. Among leaves, patterns - flowers rise then bloom - wings beat, drone, fly predictably all day…

Rhythm. http://wp.me/s20eH3-rhythm

Rhythm. Among leaves, patterns - flowers rise then bloom - wings beat, drone, fly predictably all day…

Comfort. http://wp.me/s20eH3-comfort

Comfort. Coffee, news, the rhythm of words, punctuated by one act - shattered glass, fallen walls, bodies, loss -

Comfort. http://wp.me/s20eH3-comfort

Comfort. Coffee, news, the rhythm of words, punctuated by one act - shattered glass, fallen walls, bodies, loss -

IT WON’T BITE BACKRaw.
Is it enough to have
picked it fresh
from my brain and laid it
on your plate for you
to feast…View Post

IT WON’T BITE BACK

Raw.

Is it enough to have

picked it fresh

from my brain and laid it

on your plate for you

to feast…

View Post

The Queen for one dayEasy.
Back in the old days it was, when
all I had to worry about were the
black plague, gout and…View Post

The Queen for one day

Easy.

Back in the old days it was, when

all I had to worry about were the

black plague, gout and…

View Post

Wild.
Obvious.
Nothing.
Refresh.

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