Peter van Straten:
Oh no fishy, don't be daft! You'll never get to eat my aft.
Peter van Straten:
Arrivals and departures
Peter van Straten:
We are all time travelers
Peter van Straten:
In the self
Peter van Straten:
Trying to get reality to behave itself
Peter van Straten:
The sound of crickets
Peter van Straten:
The light that burns
Peter van Straten:
Attack of the real
Peter van Straten:
Take the first reel of your movie to the place where you currently end...
Peter van Straten:
Tread gently on the road, it has its own desires
Peter van Straten:
Risk assessment
Peter van Straten:
The egg
Peter van Straten:
Ma si hambe - let us go
Peter van Straten:
Until one day I paint myself in...
Peter van Straten:
The hinting boat
Peter van Straten:
Sometimes they just get so irritating down in there
Peter van Straten:
AJ Anderson Wife Removals
Peter van Straten:
Harold and Alastair
Peter van Straten:
Papa, Papa, tell me why, cage is open, bird don't fly.
Peter van Straten:
Delicious paint!
Peter van Straten:
With helmet into the unknown.
Peter van Straten:
All life loves life. Why, even death prefers life.
Peter van Straten:
The nest.
Peter van Straten:
On the sinking of HMS Childhood.
Peter van Straten:
Bare feet towards the moon.
Peter van Straten:
The sanctity of self.
Peter van Straten:
"Coming ready or not."
Peter van Straten:
Holding it together.
Peter van Straten:
Threshold.
Peter van Straten:
The child dreams a boat; a plastic duck dreams swans; swans dream umbrellas, and all that is dreamt dreams its dreamer, that it may continue being dreamt.
