Past growth becomes ornamental wreaths... that is what I see... current growth.. is an ongoing flowering... that reaches toward... the sun in the sky.
The past circles back... into what I speak and communicate.. through the body of my work, this flower... nourished by the light... and the water (above and below).
Colors proliferate in this flowering out from the creative fire which burns within each life. ENTER Listen and... look at the world resulting from this creative act!
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