Sunday, March 31

Ancient Water


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Waves, crowning upon the beach,
rolling upon the surface of the sea.
Ever-changing,
capable of varying moods.
Each day different under the sun.
Eternal and yet of this present moment.
Sighting it, hearing its sighs,
its crashes and colors,
the animals it holds hidden within its depths,
does something to us.
It calls us back
throughout history
and pulses to our bloodstream, our heartbeats
cycling each new day in with new waves
made of ancient water.



Painstakingly cut, formed, painted, sanded and buffed.
5.5 x 7 x 0.75 inches
Made of oil paint, gesso, cereal box, pine wood, archival adhesive.

Now here.




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