innate

this is us: reflections of each others' energies//thoughts//ideas//emotions into the infinite. the source of incandescence, phosphorescence, and fluorescence. it's all here. we're both here.

i am the wavering flame of a girl caught between the literal all-encompassing expanse of the world and the vivid introspective musings of the mind. learning and experiencing the world with open eyes, she tries to see.

you are the percipient crescent of a boy who is ever resolute and caring. hearing the world and seeing all that is not in her sight, he complements her.



it's getting late now, but there is more to be said. much more. how could there not?

- jenny

photo of installation "The Gleaming Lights of the Soul" by Yayoi Kusama