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The shape of confinement
Art speaks when words fracture. When form becomes feeling Some paintings arrive all at once,
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The colors of empathy: How my advocacy shapes my art
The question on the canvas “What is it supposed to be?” It’s the question abstract
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A new poem for an old painting
Do our old creations change as we do? Or do we simply learn to see
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Art and genius
Gifts of art and genius are given few among us. A kind of innate talent,
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Quoting a friend
Mads Holger is a very special man I knew and worked with. As I sat wondering yesterday about
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The ongoing Daiishi catastrophe
Yes, if there was a WW3, a third of planet Earth’s living creatures could vanish
