The prospect of eternal youth would not fulfill my need to grow, or my need to understand what it is to live a life. The fountain of youth would be more confining than my uncertain journey.
With three images I ponder on the past, present, and future as visions of the same path viewed from differing perspectives.
A short poem 'To Love' Before. Now. After. Work. At play. The all of anything. Of everything. With weight. Alone....
Beauty is often aligned with my experience of what makes something unique, whether a flower, place, or person... https://www.publicart.world/autumn-poppies.html
Butterflies flutter and settle on a meadow of cornflower as the sun rises. I consider two qualities often at odds,...
A new artwork that attempts to present the loss of children as a result of human harm in a way...
Enjoy 'The World Unseen': I voyage in search for signs of nature far below, hidden by the clouds of what...
Each time I eat bread I am reminded of the earth, seeds, sun, and water. The generosity of sharing bread,...