I call this piece staring out into imperfections. Kind of like the shot. When I set my camera up originally. I coincidentally bumped it. But I like it. Art nor poetry has to be perfect . Sometimes it can be broken. And another thing. I’m not depressed!! This is the way I let all this stuff bottled up out. I’m still working on my cinematography and audio skills . But give me some time. I will get better. And I’ll continue this journey of art, poetry, music, blogging . I’m cooking right now. Learning about the spices and herb’s gang .
Sincerely
BlackAliensXyz