an offline reflection
art presented,
created in 2018_
now with 2020’s reflection;
Perhaps,
I am human too
like a child's and yet,
for now, my favourite
maybe in the universal air, we'll meet
a dad
a simple straw
nature prevails
orange
alone and wide
are we riding
Perspectives 1
Perspectives 2
black white grey
Perspectives 3
black, brown, boo
blank
roots
see it how you see it
colours 1
colours 2
spirals are still stairs
spore
colours 3
stairs
colours 4
colours flowing through
tea stained, intentional
the absurdity of boxes
contrasts
DNA strands 1
the universe and you
DNA strands 2
too close to the sun
DNA strands 3
tree with leaves
DNA strands 4
tree without leaves
earth and sun
trees and light 2
trees and light
trees glow
trees grow
trees take root
first colour try
we all age, we don't all grow old
I don't know what this is
what's down 1
I like the mountains here
is a lone rose lonely
what's down 2
is it more to explore or lots to chase
what's up 1
it's almost always greener the other side
what's up 2
white
moored
my 5 second sketches
a candle at sea
you(u) called me a writer;
she calls me an artist,
and her father named my writings, poetry;
am I a poet?
maybe, I’m just: Corliss
Onwards and upwards,
to the perfect tree_