A cormorant flies ahead of a crashing wave that chases its tale under a dramatic sky:
A cormorant flies ahead of a crashing wave that chases its tale under a dramatic sky:
The beauty of creating art is that it allows me to travel to the ends of the earth without doing...
If art has any value, it is to change us in some way. Most often our change, as with all...
There is no sign of who has lost their lives. All we know for certain is that each life had...
Far from the wars that rage, we belong... https://publicart.world/belonging.html
Fragments of vibrant light show our sharing under the sun: https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/from-grain-we-grow
A poem and artworks that extend across four domains: .life .love .beauty .today. Do not end This love I give...