A new body of work I just released has had some people asking questions. Some don't know what they are looking at. That's okay with me. Perhaps it could get boring if everything was so easily translated all the time. In a visual saturated world if a photograph can still make a viewer wonder, well that's good I think. One friend wrote the following when I sent out the first batch of E Promos : "I don't know quite what I'm looking at Michelle, but these are beautiful, captivating images."

Did sea define the land or land the sea?

I can't exactly recall the first time I read Heaney but I know as the years passed away in America I would find myself intermittently lost in one of his poems thinking of home. Hearing the "squelch and slap of soggy peat" and the shovel slice or boots stick into the wet sod earth.

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