Sunday.

“How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of “green”?”  ― Stan Brakhage

The art I do in life isn’t to change anyone. It’s to make people try to remember what it was like before the world covered up the rest of the spectrum. It might change perspective, but the perspective was already there to be unmasked again. I aim to get back to the basics:  the awe, the wonder, and to hear nothing, but the song in the sound of my own breath.

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