Steampunk Artillery

One afternoon, I  divined an arsenal of steampunk artillery from bent metal and industrial detritus. Metal plates and lustrous elements converged to create machines of loving grace, velocity and quantum trajectory. This a kaleidoscopic set of weaponry from a sector outside any known dimension or time. 

Towards the subway.

What is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.
It is the little shadow which runs across
the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior 1830 - 1890

The Witch

The image depicts the sketch in midair, ready to launch. Creating it's own Image

Friday's rain

The city is calm and wet today!

The Sun in the city

The sun is the star of the city. The sepia tone driven buildings and all the metal calling spears try to hide from it's luminous matter (including other nomadic structures, bicycle messengers, dirty lawyers, politicians and fake meteoroids)

Staring at the madness.

Happy birthday Victor

~Long way down, Capitan!

So close

3 of a kind

October is here, and all three are coming near..

One afternoon

"Fence Zen"

Postcard

"A Torch Inside postcard"

Sunset reminder..

Keep walking

Light the way..

It might rain.