October 27, 2011 9:43pm Your port is poetry even the darkest of muses would torn with forlorn his writer's quill to the barest of bones... with only a mound of crumbled parchment at his feet in bitter defeat trying to find the words to this image... Indeed when there are no words... there is ART... Your Port is elite! pure theater this shot is... some of us capture photos of faces... some of us shoot faces through the blackest of holes in Thy hearts.. I dig all your stuff sincerely- Your sense of implied emotional dynamics is prolific and profound- brutally delightful stuff mate!