Enjoy this precursor to my project about the future that will include music, short stories, and art.
Among the emerald, ochre, sapphire, and textures of life, I make out what appear to be objects, symbols, and built structures from an earlier time...
Read the poem 'As Snow Throws Soft Its Shield'. Words witness war... http://www.publicart.world/as-snow-throws-soft-its-shield.html Words end war...
As I begin to ponder on a major new project about the future, I create an artwork that considers how...
A group stand waiting for the moon to pass in front of the sun that will soon turn dark. https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/waiting-for-the-moon
A Single Breath of Love Lasts Long into the Night We are side by side as we look skyward at...
From the poem Do I Mind at Public Art World: . . . This all we are, I sense this...
Sunlight teems through the leaves of a beechtree a short walk from my home: https://publicart.world/treelife.html