Growth
As we all grow from one place, we synthesize our own existance, seperating from that which came before, but coming together as time flows on, never truly leaving our past.
Spiral
The world is said to be made up of patterns, and some believe the entire universe can be contained within a shape, like a spiral that is never ending. This sculpture comes from the contemplation of the spiral.
Nature Within
A photographic journal of my own connection with that which is outside me, my relationship with nature. I try to reconnect a connection broken by industrializing humanists. I ask myself "Why do you destroy the nature inside of you?"
Crow Mori
I was walking one day when fate gave me a dead crow. Imprinting it's mortality on to a piece of paper seemed to be the right thing to do, a memorial to a familiar stranger. We may not meet in life, but we will surely meet in death.
Feather In His Cap
A wearable headpiece made of feathers. I made with my pure fascination of feathers and their purpose not only in a birds flight but as an evolutionary fashion.
Ceramics
A bowl is not a mere bowl. A cup is not a mere cup. They are integral to our existance. I treasure them. I honor their existence.
