Mahaloness

Melt

The days are growing longer. The suns presence a welcome change from the short days of light. As the snow melts high on the mountain tops, the rivers swell. The bears awake from their winter slumber. The birds migrate in the sky above. Clouds fill the valley, rain falls, buckets of water, saturating the land. …

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thread

How the days of old wane outside dreamy pink flowers burst bees face deep into the experience hummingbird perched on the rose branch tip a yellow flower sings in the peace dove garden a distorted face reflected back in a glass pane painted golden orange by the sun billowing clouds sculpted into shapes a fire …

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nirodha

Let’s set the tone with a hälts minimotion, motion picture experiments and quirky soundscapes, this one I did play on the accordion that I found buried in a closet, resurrected and definitely not perfected. The end is near, it is always near, omnipresent although never quite certain exactly where it is, or when it will …

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existing

At night, I can hear Earth’s voice clearly, free from the sounds of engines roaring, and considerably less airplanes soaring. I look up at the stars and wonder if there will be a day when the robots take over. I have been meaning to get this book called ‘Novocene’ by James Lovelock. Lovelock introduced the hypothesis …

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2019 paintings

The past year has come and gone, here are some remnants in the form of paintings made in the intensity. Perhaps life comes in sets of waves, with small runners, smooth and clean, and fluctuating outside monsters that seemingly come out of no where. Stress was a factor for me, with many life events leaving …

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