The Soul should always stand ajar
That if the Heaven inquire
He will not be obliged to wait
Or shy of troubling Her
Depart, before the Host have slid
The Bolt unto the Door—
To search for the accomplished Guest,
Her Visitor, no more—
The heart should always stand ajar so that you have light to photograph.
One day my friend who was a writer said to me, “do not hide the ardor in your heart, it must warm the world.” He was gone during the pandemic, but the light of his words remained and inspired me to publish art projects that I had been hiding in my bosom for a long time.