Jason Santo:
With my eyes I see art, yet my hands move as if compromised by other skills, no delicacy with color or shape, no wood or nails meeting exact measures to impress. So I rely on simple science, something new; glass and lens to portray unique angles on this u
Jason Santo:
Flickering light moves, carrying a flood of hopes and expectation. Crunchy exaltation punctuating with salt the sweetness of each moment, a lift and carry of magic in an age if logic, the last bastion of suspended disbelief. Sit. Dive into new lives. Cry
Jason Santo:
Best friends? Or simply a temporary alliance? #cat #son #boy #toddler #cute #adorable #sweet #pet #bonding #love #thedamnbinky
Jason Santo:
"Isn't it just the damnedest thing?" he asked in a cracking voice gruff with tobacco and experience. "It'll carry you, transport you from here to another place and from there, another and another." I nodded, hot sun playing at the corners of my eyes. He s
Jason Santo:
Platinum is rare. Rarer still is a trip outside the confines of Earth's pull. Then there's the fleeting sight of a God particle afforded by the apex of human ingenuity. So much fleeting transience, incalculably invaluable. None of it comparing to tender