I watch mining bees emerge from a little hole in the dry earth and hover soundlessly as they go about their business... Here, an artwork of one waits the tiniest moment for you:
I watch mining bees emerge from a little hole in the dry earth and hover soundlessly as they go about their business... Here, an artwork of one waits the tiniest moment for you:
A painting of flowers gives rise to thoughts about how we care: of others, and the world: https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/take-care
A gallery of the future when the only time we gaze upon a whale is after it has turned to...
The prospect of eternal youth would not fulfill my need to grow, or my need to understand what it is...
A poem that ponders on the crises in Ukraine. . . . I disagree We pause Words of silent rage...
Following on from the poem across four domains Do Not End, I create a more visually arresting artwork that urges...
A strong woman finds contentment with nature... https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/with-you