The Creation

Le Combat de Qunce Zeng

I see birds of colors,

Looking like fireworks

With watery flames as wings.

Are they dancing or praying?

The sky has been crushed and it is bleeding light in the darkness.

I am playing with water and paint in the fire

And the birds are now flying in colors.

- The original canvas

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Image by Carlos Fama. A poetic journey from creation to disparition until recreation. As creative beings, what are the thoughts and prayers that brought us to life? A lyrical exploration of life as a creative divine force for love and death, and hope and faith.

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