Yesterday as you walked through the old wooden door, I saw you. You didn't notice me standing in the corner by the tree, but I felt your presence. Does this make you feel violated? Eyes you have never looked into before, laid upon you in such a suspicious way. I hope I haven't offended you, I only meant to take you in from a distance. My weak ways won't allow me to confront you.

And now I find myself asking the question; why is it that we have been taught these ways, the ways of the old. To deny ourselves of what we so desperately desire. Where are our guts, the courage, to confront and to embrace that feeling that we long for. That feeling we all need - love and affection, if you will.

While looking through these eyes I see what I wish and dream. In these pictures I see what I will, just as you choose to see what you want. It is so easy to be taken away, without any hesitation, lost in a world, captured through someone else's eyes. The safety of looking in from a distance makes us secure, and left without confrontation - exactly where we want to be, isn't it?

And so on this page I leave my mark, in pictures and in print. Take what you will from them, and leave something if you wish. And to you the one I saw walking through the doorway, I can only say that I hope our paths cross again sometime.