Kismet Arts Tangent

I’m still reeling from Inception. The movie echoes themes I’ve been exploring in books and at night, dreams, identity and reality and creating a world. Rippling from the strange deja vu, I keep singing to myself Jason Webley lyrics, “I’m not your lover. I’m just a map you use to find her.”

Here’s what the inside of my mind might look like presently:

If I had more technical skill/patience, the “birdhearts” would have perfect tiny circular labyrinth-inserts.