sometimes we are frayed. like aged fabric edges - torn apart - an d must be restitched. missing pieces need to be patched, recreated, or woven together again. the textures, colors and shapes create patterns which shift and change. but in art, like in life, there is beauty in constant evolution. though sometimes one must look sideways to perceive the true beauty of a thing. to let go. breathe. then simply allow it to be beautiful all on its own.
this blog is just one frayed and tattered man's stories offered through image and text, meandering his thoughts on style, insight and life.
most of these pics are not mine but have been found floating about the internet and are linked where possible. if you hold the copyright to any of these photos and would like them linked, or removed, do not hesitate to contact me and i will rectify it immediately.