Corina Gina Papouis
|I love the femininity of the text and the delicate tone used to deliver yet a powerful message. We hope those white and red flowers will be delivered before is too late…|
| = lucid dream|
|it's as if this egg-like text awaited an unbinding for unleashing emotions... the escape from an assumed trance like a shield built for lack of a shared feeling: the illusion of a morganatic love half-born, half-dead which can only find its path of enunciating itself in a lucid dream. all amounting to exasperation, a cold, jagged one.|
since it's so round, I couldn't change it. only the title seems incomplete.