Following up at the Met 2 (Thursday Doors)

I have constructed no shrine,but the scent of roses remains–the image of your handsimprinted on the handles of a cup–the quiet sustenance of reflection I promised to photograph Velez Blanco at the Metropolitan Museum from the upper floor and finally managed it a few months ago. Since Colleen’s Ekphrastic Prompt, above, was a painting done … Continue reading Following up at the Met 2 (Thursday Doors)