We all crave a little color in our lives whether it comes in the form of hues, encounters, explorations, or dreams.
From a previous dream:
…Now I took the man around the corner to point out the window with cobalt to ask him if he’d give me permission to photograph the stunning beauty of negative pattern to positive pieces captured in this window.
He gave me a box camera with a long strap with chain link clinking next to the body. His brother didn’t agree with his generosity but he insisted I take it.
Picture your dreams.
Discarded dreams become poetry.
Night writing will lead you to the light in your soul.
Copyright © 2002 Nicole Rigets Journal