Think burning

Think burning, but you have control

Ha

Think burning, but you don’t consider death a barrier

Think burning, but

“Flood the sky with the echo of dusk.”

Nearby,
an echo of my childhood,
a chemical emulsion in defense of time,
and honoring both
an outline
and a horizon line,
and two figures dressed in white cotton —
the ethereal contrast between
an ode to life
and an ode to death —
a beautiful twist —
fragile and tender —
like the…

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Technology will evolve to replicate history. A reality that is unarguably tangled and deceptive because, the past is not so easily deconstructed, compartmentalized, set amongst a backdrop of ones and…

The artist reads his paintings like tarot cards,
forever in disagreement with the walls.