An Incomplete Pattern Has Its Own Beauty
In the space between what is and what could be. There is the tension of possibility. Damian Mark Whittle
‘I Would Have Liked to Have Loved You But We Were Alien to Each Other’
Damian Mark Whittle
‘The Woods in the House’
Until then, somewhere to dream. Damian Mark Whittle
‘Life on a Dead Planet’
There’s always something. Damian Mark Whittle
‘All I Ever Needed From You Was to Sleep Beside You Once and Then to Walk Through Strange Places Alone’
This was the tragedy of it. This was the beauty of it. This was the beginning and the end of it. Damian Mark Whittle
‘Even Moments Frozen in Time Change Their Form’
Damian Mark Whittle
‘Sleeping Beauty Saw Such Strange Things Before She Woke’
Damian Mark Whittle
‘Timeless Sites’
Damian Mark Whittle
Strange and Lost Visions 