Last month visiting my friend in Virgina, I went with her to the art school where she studies painting....

I wandered around this old building and was curious of it's history, and of the people who existed inside these walls, many now cracked and peeling and somewhat in a state of disrepair

Drafty hallways, old stairwells, old doors and windows...fertile ground for my active imagination,some rooms looked almost forboding

I began to see not only windows and walls, but wonderful forms, shapes, shadows and textures to capture with my camera   :)

Fear knocked at the door.

 Faith answered.

 And lo, no one was there. 

~Author Unknown

No one knows where I have been

I’m a story waiting for someone to tell

No one knows what I have seen

A glimpse of heaven and even a part of hell

(excerpt lyrics ~Eric Hillestad) "walls of Separation"