Your hands whisper “I’ll be there” As they interlock with mine, I rub my mascara, fluff your bed hair, Today we’ll be just fine. The...

This month, The Curious Observer conducted an audience survey to prepare for our up-coming project Glimpse. We've crunched the numbers...

A moment, Silence, Eye-contact, A stare, Come closer, Move to me, You know I’ll be there. Just hold me, Listen, My heart beats... For...

I could raid a field of daisies, blossomed, snowy white and pluck the petals one by one, searching for the right path. I’ve never been a...

INT. RESTAURANT – EVENING JAMIE watches as HARRIETT silently laughs in slow motion. The Table light glows against her face, and her hair...