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We, together.
Through the loud years,
through the years
of clattering arguments
and anxious clocks.
Through the years
we built walls and mazes between us,
secretly hoping the other would make it though.
Yet now, in these quieter years,
We, together
know the blue flame of the calm night’s horizon.
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The First.
The first wound is having been born.
The first triumph is in the first breaths.
The first memory formed is of pain.
The first communication is a cry for empathy.
The first god is the one who answers.
The first terror is absence.
The first faith is in who returns.
The first lesson is not all needs are met.
The first betrayal is silence.
The first courage is accepting silence.
The first happiness is not being alone in the silence.
I do not like the solemn industry of hope in times of terrible hate. Yet I hope. I think everyone hopes there will be a heaven, even the atheists quietly tuning and adjusting their conviction. Perhaps hope is all there is of heaven, and that may have to suffice.
how do i even classify this thing i put together? The image is the dust mites on the smallest aught brush i own.
Lake Champlain, Ferrisburgh Vermont
Watercolor on Wood
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I knew you’d grasp at my hands. The next town glows.
Acrylic on Wood
Quick run to the store before they close.
Probably the most fun i’ve had in a long long time
I sense a new kind of sadness in the world, one I have never felt before.
My soul knows it is an old sadness that has returned. It is a heavy sadness shared among us.
It is a weight, because it is a duty to be sad. If no one were sad about this, then we would surely be the monsters we fear we may become.
Yet within that sadness, there is hope. It is hope because in being sad, we need not mourn the death of the human spirit.
The entrance to the creek is hidden in the tall grass.
Acrylic and color pencil on wood
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Very close to done.
The New York side from North Ferrisburgh Vermont. Lake Champlain.
Acrylic on wood
The view of the New York side from North Ferrisburgh Vermont
Go Baby Go is installed.
This just arrived in the mail. modifying for an s550 Mustang. Perhaps the dumbest thing I’ve ever done to a car, but also it’s hilarious.
Thinking of winter
Acrylic and color pencil on wood
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Potential for Wholeness
Acrylic on Wood
Wires
Acrylic and color pencil on wood