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We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...

Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house. Always the hunters, watching the world with their instinctual focused stare, but if they chance to dodge through an open door, they always dart back inside, never wandering far from the food dish.
We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
There are many mystical places on Earth I’d like to visit, and one of them is the Tianzi Mount...
Orchid didn’t turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like...