Why did the chicken cross the road?

"Perched"
digitally manipulated photomontage

"... be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings ..."
- Victor Hugo

Everything just ... stopped -

"Preceding A Point of Conversation"
digital collage by Mick Mather

I know you've been there, at some gala affair. You cross the room, heading for the bar with the simple idea of an aromatic panatela and another Pimm's. Eyes meet, a stutter in your step, a second glance from her ... an exchange that defines a lifetime in an instant. The diverging path is before you, the philosopher's advice perfectly clear, the road less traveled. The approach, her averted gaze, coy but expectantly hopeful and you deliver: "Everyone believes in something, I believe I'll have a drink. Care to join me?" Sweet dreams are made of this!