The sky is full with the gradual, beautiful, and imperceptible change of blue.
Of all the deliciously warm summer days I have experienced, this music speaks of one.
The sky is full with the gradual, beautiful, and imperceptible change of blue.
Of all the deliciously warm summer days I have experienced, this music speaks of one.
A poem that ponders on the crises in Ukraine. . . . I disagree We pause Words of silent rage...
I think of the threads of my existence, both physical and spiritual. Of my history and potential. The hollow threads...
When art is known by many, a painting, song, or poem for example, I not only experience it emotionally and...
I think of a new born who searches for the same that we all search for: trust and love. We...
With the image 'As Moments Fade' I ponder on how our memories are rich with colour, shadow, and light: http://www.publicart.world/as-moments-fade-art.html
I publish a new abstract artwork with an accompanying poem, and my thoughts about what it is to gaze through...