Maureen F.:
it is all part of the essence
Maureen F.:
a shift in the paradigm
Maureen F.:
Vision of Evolving Reality
Maureen F.:
Component of dreams...it is never what you think it will be
Maureen F.:
I always look up
Maureen F.:
I remember that you loved it here
Maureen F.:
A thought, a time, a memory (version 2)
Maureen F.:
details, details.....what do I know of these details?
Maureen F.:
the return of SPIKE !!
Maureen F.:
the golden hours
Maureen F.:
Hobo Blues
Maureen F.:
No one lives here
Maureen F.:
down the road I have never been
Maureen F.:
Like a memory that just wafted by...
Maureen F.:
colors of the city
Maureen F.:
a fleeting moment, like so many that collect like splintered memories, all preciously held
Maureen F.:
Yellow is sunshine
Maureen F.:
Summer blues re-edited (2)
Maureen F.:
Loving the late afternoon light
Maureen F.:
Are we there yet?
Maureen F.:
what draws us in
Maureen F.:
when in doubt wear red
Maureen F.:
designed for its environment
Maureen F.:
1,000 Souls (2)
Maureen F.:
melancholy as an aesthetic emotion comes in all colors
Maureen F.:
an intimate portrait
Maureen F.:
through the portal
Maureen F.:
My blue world
Maureen F.:
illuminatus
Maureen F.:
Summer is calling me....
