HER-story:

With words and images, I am telling my story. Through art, through sculpture, I am remembering HERstory...
CASIMIRA

Sunday, July 30

messages


I heard my name being whispered.


I looked up.


I read the messages in the clouds,


our secret love language of the skies.


The moon, the sun, the stars, the clouds...


...ours...

snapshots from an afternoon walk