The Coast

Fog will marry land and sea
and cloak each one in mystery.
While sunlight parts the playful mist
wind blows each a farewell kiss.

And hidden there, from you and me,
The answers lie, eternally.

Audience Participation Encouraged

The morning dew hung like jewels on an intricate geometric necklace of woven sticky silk.

The bedabbled beauty was captivating and belied the danger

softly silent in the shadows.

The creator fashioned the enticing vision to feed her hungry cravings for performance art, 

using only a net and acting purely on instinct, she recreates the bedazzling designs every evening.