The odd alternative

Rebel with a cause...and cool shoes.

Three evenings later. A rainy night in Nagaoka appears to return to normal.

The interface between my apartment building and the wine shop next door.

The Jusco department store entrance after earthquake in Ojiya city, Japan. Most of the interior in the two story building collapsed. I will post a brief commentary on the events of the earthquake in Japan's Niigata region tomorrow on the Promethean Antagonist blogsite.

Overturned car, from earthquake in Ojiya, Japan.

Earthquake damage to Jusco department store. Ojiya, Japan.

Collapsed Home -- damage from earthquake. Ojiya, Japan.

Jusco Department Store following earthquake, Ojiya, Japan.

Niigata, Japan Earthquake. The city of Ojiya.

The Metaphors Of Ambiguity Proclaim Their Innocence...but how can we be sure they're telling the truth? (found object assemblage on wood)

The Rustic Portal

Contemplating An Allegory Of Residual Catharsis (found object assemblage on wood)

Empathy

...Angels in gardens swaying to the beat of a hummingbird's wings,

one touched by brow and I fancied an image of light turned to lace,

one sighed and a breeze welled up within me,

one cried and I never smiled again...

Cow's Chapel

Pool Of Passions

Down deep, into the pool of passions plunge thy hands, to surface once more images from past euphoria.

To again dwell within the sweet and timeless. Nostalgias to make real again the ecstasies of affection which had once passed between two of like substanace.

Bring thy cupped hand to the air and wonder. View with selfish desire your spirit's form as it trickles back into the murky depths to once more reside in darkness.

In fierce craving, once more submerge thy palms, in hopes of catching a fleeting glimpse of time, both distant yet pervasive.

View with fear the crimson gloom that stirs within the depths. Passion's pool of water reflects to eyes the warmth of memory yet to fingers only frigid chill.

Hands are not enough!

Plunge thy soul deep within memories liquid tomb.

Swirl amongst the crimson gloom, inhale the demon's toxic blood, and drown within its spirit.

Crave all that was beautiful and lie still on the floor of the pool of passions.

Life and Metal

His highness, the grand wizard of fine cuisine and moral superiority, visits France's former colony, Vietnam.

Testament in glass and stone

The Natural Evolution of Political Correctness...

The Altar of Renewed Artifice...

The rustic charm of stone...

The concerned authorities of the public school system teach little Jonny the errors of his ways...

The quiet snow.

Cooperative Foreign Policy In The Age Of Nuance...