I dreamt last night that I called to him, and he came to me.

In the dark, with words I couldn't quite catch.

I woke up feeling open and tender. It was so nice to feel him with me, even if it was in a dream.

It's good to remember desire. That particular kind of longing, warm and hot right down deep.

I feel expanded today.

This photograph suits my mood. A woman, N, bought a studioprint of remember love, 2010 from me a little while ago, framed it with this floral background. When she sent me this shot, she apologised for its dodgy nature. But I love how it's all shaky and out of of focus. Too much in our world is way too sharp these days. A little bit of gentle soft focus never hurt anyone. Lol.