THE SHUDDER OF BEWILDERMENT
A THROBBING THAT BEGINS IN THE EYES
THE INSCRUTABLE CURIOSITY OF DESIRE
Collage undresses the darkness with a mirror’s secret undertow. It’s a dance done on burning kites while dreaming at the speed of light. Expectant as nakedness, collage is a door that surfaces in the shipwreck of your sleep. It’s a caress with the irresistible softness of a slipknot in a velvet blindfold. At its best, like poetry, collage is a moan just beyond delirium.