Camera Obscura memories

Camera Obscura memories

 My existence, I lived from the inside of a dark room

Viewing the world thru a curtained crystal window

Wide of small fractions of second openings of shutters

I trapped lights and shadows from which I painted my vision

So when in my writings, I put to people the question

''When I look through my window what do you think I see?''

There is more than one garden and one season beyond

Residing in my personal Camera Obscura memories