Red or blue light. Choose right. Stay bright. Night glimpses into forgiveness. . .
Cristina Jimenez Art
Emerging colors painted in emergency recollections. Climbing past the monitors, mentors, and legends. Entangled patterns into pure elevations not reached yet.
Cristina Jimenez
Strolls and Bunny’s hiding in the thorns. Monday break before the monthly end. Eclipse doors opening doesn’t mean anything anymore. These roses intake the shine. Hearing all the chatter on placed tables. I repeat my weekly fable whisper to the bee working hard for its sweet honey. I ask its thorns you got anything besides a cut and a sting?. It responded please don’t pluck only watch me.