shoots with morgan.
 relent shoot. |  laundry shoot |
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 garage shoot |  subway shoot. |
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 fleeting show |  fleeting shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 relent shoot |  relent shoot |
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 in the fishbowl shoot
morgan won a photography award for this photo. |  fleeting show |
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 fleeting show |  fleeting show |
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 laundry shoot |  laundry shoot |
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 laundry shoot |  laundry shoot |
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 laundry shoot |  laundry shoot |
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 subway shoot |  street shoot |
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 in the fishbowl shoot |  sparkler shoot |
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 garage shoot |
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mix-medium explorations.
 IMG_1583 |  IMG_1123 |
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 IMG_1122 |  IMG_1799 |
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 IMG_1167 |  IMG_1174 |
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 IMG_1155 |  IMG_1146 |
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 IMG_1144 |  IMG_0835 |
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 marlowe wren mobile 2014
owl |  marlowe wren mobile 2014
from below |
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 marlowe wren mobile design
2014 |  marlowe mobile |
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 marlowe mobile |  IMG_1801 |
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 marlowe wren mobile
2014 |  lobo marino "holy river" video shoot
2014 |
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 lobo marino show
"holy river" debut
richmond, va 2015 |  lobo marino "holy river" video shoot
with atticus, pregnant with marlowe wren
2014 |
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 lobo marino show
"holy river" debut
richmond, va 2015 |  lobo marino "holy river" video shoot
2014 |
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 ocean's poetry (2009) osaka, japannewspaper, glue, pastels, and oil paint |  ocean's poetry (2009)
osaka, japan |
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 elephant mobile design plan
floyd, va |  elephant mobile (2011) floyd, vaupholstery fabric, wood + glass beads, feathers, handmade ceramic beads, and wood. |
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 elephant mobile (2011)
floyd, va |  elephant mobile (2011)
floyd, va |
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 elephant mobile (2011)
floyd, va |  the sky was high (2010) goa, indiapaper, magazine, pen, colored pencil, water color, and marker |
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 the sky was high (2010)
goa, india |  the sky was high (2010)
goa, india |
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 missing (2010) goa, indiapencil, pen, and watercolor |  black birds in flight - instillation (2009)
osaka, japan |
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 sentaku no hi - laundry day (2010) newspaper, wood, marker, watercolor, and xerox drawing + photo |  sentaku no hi - laundry day (2010)
osaka, japan |
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 in the time it takes one leaf...metal, wood, magazine, foil, watercolor |  in the time it takes one leaf to fall (2011)
floyd,va |
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 in the time it takes one leaf to fall (2011)
floyd, va |  in the time it takes one leaf to fall (2011)
floyd, va |
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 in the time it takes one leaf to fall (2011)
floyd, va |  the roots of flight (2009) osakacardboard, marker, foil, magazine |
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 the roots of flight (2009)
osaka, japan |  the roots of flight (2009)
osaka, japan |
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 the roots of flight (2009)
osaka, japan |
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looking in from a distance.
(a story as seen through a keyhole and framed in poetry)
 Distanced
by blue,
barely
mountains, |  a lone house sits on a lone hill, where quiet shuffles in stiffly, like starched arms walking through a day-before's motions. |
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 It sits for tea, for time for tea; it sits (but without a creak in the chair). |  It sits and waits for it's break, to be as a teacup breaks on wood, unexpected and hollow in its leaving of wholeness. |
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 As quiet waits its turn to turn, |  the evening sifts colors in the sky, |
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 pushing slides, projected through a peeling wood window, then further sectioned frames; an open hole, blowing cream and curtain lace, (but soundlessly so), |  and so, like so, seasons change and clouds change and winds change |
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 and even change changes into something new that someone, somewhere, knew better than to expect. |  The "expect" in the turning of hours, to be marked by a great grandfather clock, |
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 …ticked by a grandfather clock, |  tolled by all grandfather clocks. |
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 The swing of brass behind glass, reflecting the chair, where, once quiet sat (in this room with windows) |  and waited, as sound waits now, thick, in the tick tick tick of a moving hand. |
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 If a young woman were to stand here, in a long, sloping, red-beaded, backless dress, perhaps a soft yellowing flower in her strong, burnt-brown hair; |  if she were to turn from the clocks facing (where she studies her flower's framing), |
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 she would eye a room spun in spurts, stuttering out a scene, but seen in continuum, |  and she would perceive something's amiss. But, as she cannot see the song she learned as a child, learned in summer's full sway under the spark of fireflies between stars (the faint whisper of a creek creeping through mossy air) |
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 like she cannot see that song, |  having never seen it, she still knows it to be gone. |
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 Or she would that is, |  if this woman was in this house,
on a dull, green hill bullied by barely mountains. |
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 In this room, |  with a grandfather clock and a wood chair on a wood floor, |
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 framed by windows framing fleeing skies. |  In her lack, a man takes the floor, he strides quarter boards with the tick tick tick, |
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 of a clicking heel, of his steel-toed boots. |  He is an old man (give him your father's name if that would make you uncomfortable enough to care), |
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 he who has been here before. |  As he sits, the chair creaks to meet his mass. |
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 His sips cooled tea steeped in seawater, |  until sips end give spin to a shadowed play, |
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 a swirl, as if wind in a porcelain sky, |  grains to ground, |
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 a mound with swollen leaves as trees. |  This man, (the name you know), he knows this place, placed within his cup, left by the wisdom of his own lips. |
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 He stands, stills the clock, studies the mountain's breathless rise and sink. |  (In the crux of the cup, a figure slips by). |
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