Hillary Hinkle

Datura Dreams::: Sweet fragrance of darkness.... Jimson. Loco weed. The Angel's Trumpet folded stars may blind you. Not yet become LIGHT, to show what is hidden inside. Textures of the smallest things. An angel fell to worms, unseen, but captured by pixels, not pixies, in visual haiku. Dried and blown brittle grass, beyond bloom, unbroken, unspoken, yet shifted.

BA in Art Hunter College CUNY. Currently working as a make-up artist and retoucher, I make art and illustrations from photos using Photoshop.