All is aglow as night falls.
The Race Against Time / Beyond Time Will time run out for our feathered friends? Media: Acrylic, oil, cocnut husk, wood, feathers, linen cord, metallic thread, mica, handmade papers on
Time melts behind the screen. . . I dreamed I was the feather of the blue heron. Now I am here, later I will be there.
In central Asia it was said the moon is the Goddess
Swirling heat of a summer’s day bursting into a brilliant summer night.
The crescent moon worn by Diana is said to be the Ark or vessel of boat-like shape, symbol of fertility or the Container of the Germ of all life.
Shattered silence as the night falls and the sun slips into the river.
Ignorance = Knowledge. Science = Myth. Lies = Truth.