Acts of Creation & Destruction.

As the time of reckoning draws nigh & the calendar crawls ever closer to the fiery year called 2012 anno domini the pressure escalates. There is sweat on my brow even now as I type this. It is so quiet at night lately. A dog yelps in the distance at some anonymous disapproved interloper & the echo hangs heavy in the air like a dulling wine.

Anyway, above are some photos from a vocal session with the lovely lady with but one name, Bem.