THE NEW LOOK

  I am that fine line that divides what is feminine from what is futuristic. That fine line that flushes the fabulous out the fickle. The reflection of what once was encased in something else that might one day be called another new look.     All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly This […]

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TO LINGER LONGER, MAYBE…

  Like a whisper tissue is painted with purpose, silk spun from crisp cuts, white scented with sapphire parading into Prussian (fragile of frame and filigree), like a thought an image opens, a petal unfolding, shades seep into substance as the edges fade (how quickly we fall to forgetful) light, liquid, linger, a little longer. […]

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