Cynthia E. Wood:
1982
Cynthia E. Wood:
Porta-pottie self-portrait
Cynthia E. Wood:
Porta-pottie self-portrait II
Cynthia E. Wood:
Nap time in Wigtown
Cynthia E. Wood:
Excuse me, madam, is this your brain?
Cynthia E. Wood:
Hem/Marfa Mystery Lights
Cynthia E. Wood:
Knee highs
Cynthia E. Wood:
Cat & Mouse
Cynthia E. Wood:
More of the same, but different
Cynthia E. Wood:
Hazy lazy Mazzy Starry kind of day
Cynthia E. Wood:
From the hip
Cynthia E. Wood:
Hands are made for holding
Cynthia E. Wood:
Treasure hunt II
Cynthia E. Wood:
The green carpet
Cynthia E. Wood:
I'll be your mirror, she said.
Cynthia E. Wood:
Hot off the flesh press
Cynthia E. Wood:
Shadow of my former self
Cynthia E. Wood:
Birth of an idea
Cynthia E. Wood:
Gone Vipassana
Cynthia E. Wood:
The whole world
Cynthia E. Wood:
Constellation
Cynthia E. Wood:
Dans la vie, il n'y a que des cactus...
Cynthia E. Wood:
Seeing red
Cynthia E. Wood:
Hiccup
Cynthia E. Wood:
The summer wind
Cynthia E. Wood:
Desaturatedecompression
Cynthia E. Wood:
Tordu
Cynthia E. Wood:
I lost my shorts.
Cynthia E. Wood:
Mind the gap
