Cynthia E. Wood: The thing that keeps me up at night
Cynthia E. Wood: May there always be a roof over your head; may there always be a seat for you at the table.
Cynthia E. Wood: Interiors
Cynthia E. Wood: Death of a Pineapple in Three Acts (Act III - After the Beheading)
Cynthia E. Wood: J'ai voté!
Cynthia E. Wood: The good news is: it would appear she doesn't have cancer (yaaaay!!!)
Cynthia E. Wood: Cloak of darkness
Cynthia E. Wood: Preparing for a hanging [Delta crossing -- C-print]
Cynthia E. Wood: Paging Mr. Darcy
Cynthia E. Wood: I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
Cynthia E. Wood: Farewell my faithful, uber-reliable old friend... R.I.P.
Cynthia E. Wood: Oh, Brother
Cynthia E. Wood: Office job staples
Cynthia E. Wood: Location, location, location
Cynthia E. Wood: You had to be there
Cynthia E. Wood: Killing time backstage while waiting to take T.C. Boyle's portrait
Cynthia E. Wood: The alto section
Cynthia E. Wood: Cutest little cross-eyed cat on the planet
Cynthia E. Wood: I fear we don't have a lot of time left together, Belle and I...
Cynthia E. Wood: Gone Vipassana
Cynthia E. Wood: With ARM
Cynthia E. Wood: Funeral for a friend
Cynthia E. Wood: PETROCHEMICAL
Cynthia E. Wood: Prada Marfa (reflections)
Cynthia E. Wood: Parce qu'un jour le souvenir pourrait m'échapper*
Cynthia E. Wood: Early morning commute
Cynthia E. Wood: Settling in