My new art for a new year 'Future Bound', the poem, and my thoughts...
https://www.100artworks.today/future-bound
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What happens to yesterday?
That in my bob as cork upon the surface of its sea
I see my stack of time that seems to rise inexorably
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Read the poem 'As Snow Throws Soft Its Shield'. Words witness war... Words end war... https://www.publicart.world/as-snow-throws-soft-its-shield
Part of a major project with nature at its heart, this work is inspired by the building blocks of life....
A man embraces a woman he loves for the last time... https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/before-you-leave
A mother and her three children stand together under the stars. https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/beneath-this-dream-of-stars
A new painting makes the artwork Asleep We Fall whole. https://www.100artworks.today/asleep-we-fall
Darkness: the physical and emotional perception of little or no light. I ponder on times of darkness and its only...