In a bitter cold spell I watch the beauty of the moon as it shines through the cloud onto the earth below...
https://www.publicart.world/the-crescent-moon-in-winter.html
In a bitter cold spell I watch the beauty of the moon as it shines through the cloud onto the earth below...
https://www.publicart.world/the-crescent-moon-in-winter.html
When art is known by many, a painting, song, or poem for example, I not only experience it emotionally and...
The prospect of eternal youth would not fulfill my need to grow, or my need to understand what it is...
A beautiful animal with ancestors going back eight million years, enjoy this magical realist artwork of a giraffe: https://www.publicart.world/grace-at-night-under-the-stars.html
A short poem 'To Love' Before. Now. After. Work. At play. The all of anything. Of everything. With weight. Alone....
I share my thoughts on the photograph Breathe Out This Air at Public Art World: http://www.publicart.world/breathe-out-this-air.html
I use the familiar childhood reference in Alice and Wonderland and consider what it is to loose oneself in an...