Enjoy 'Two Dance In Time They Dance As Twenty Two':
http://www.publicart.world/two-dance-in-time.html
Art of any kind is made from fragments. Small incomplete pieces: of light, sound, movement, memory, shape, something touched or thought.
Art happens in place or time and sometimes both. With painting it is a place for there is no painting without this...
From the poem Do I Mind at Public Art World: . . . This all we are, I sense this...
The new artwork 'With And Alone' is presented alongside my collected thoughts. . . . I am one thing in...
The Last Rose of Summer ponders on a change of season and those things that touch us closely: https://www.publicart.world/the-last-rose-of-summer.html
I publish a new abstract artwork with an accompanying poem, and my thoughts about what it is to gaze through...
I describe the frailty, fear, and weakness of those who wage war: http://www.publicart.world/what-power-you-have.html
My publication with over 200 photographs of skies and clouds. A place to find beauty, and to reflect on our...