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5/28/11

5/27/11

5/26/11 - Trying to capture ghosts.

5/25/11

5/24/11

5/23/11 - Still Life on Gum Wrapper.

5/22/11

5/21/11

I’m not sure what woke me, the grumble of a passing motorcycle, a car horn, or was it the door gently clicking shut? I didn’t open my eyes right away. I rolled over toward the window and lifted a corner of the curtain. Afternoon sun smeared white warmth, like Vaseline, into my eyes. I couldn’t see you. A redwood hovered in the light, but I couldn’t see you.