Nina+Greig-Towers


 * Mirror to the world exhibition**

There are some things so hard to read.

They intoxicate you and make you bleed.

Drowning endlessly by a single tear

But it's important of show and tell.

Words can chase the clouds away.

Running alongside of self-discovery

Your parts of mind so unknown

But here we might find what the unknown Might be….

so different from the rest the land is nor cold but wet but a place for someone to rest
 * Beach **

I feel the salty breeze on my face, it’s like little cold kissers. It sooths my skin from the heat. The sun feels lifeless and dull today. The breeze has a sound, but I can’t seem to make out what message its whispering. I look to the ocean for guidance I look into the deep blue and at first it bleak and toneless as the others, then suddenly something white appears. That’s when the wind and the sun speak to me. I shudder at what they are whispering and the word is death.
 * __Aboriginal__**