a flower falls into an invisible sun. a ghost mountain grows into the warmth of the earth. “This is our gift, an empty space for the obvious thing, filled with the violence of weight.”
18×24″ / Oil on Panel / 2020
a flower falls into an invisible sun. a ghost mountain grows into the warmth of the earth. “This is our gift, an empty space for the obvious thing, filled with the violence of weight.”
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