Spit mixed with dirt – Muddy words flow
Hauling the basket of wares and trinkets my master crafted by day on my back had me sore and sweating in the hot sun of summer but I couldn’t help but be just a little excited. Today was market day. True, the market ran… Continue Reading “Phoenix Rising – Chapter 7”
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undone in spectacle
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Photography and Visual Art by Adam Shurte
Our thoughts define us, so let's focus on a few.
the wild life
Our lives are the words of this book
Our story made the last page of the newspaper. Witnesses said they'd seen a "madwoman with two paint-bombs suddenly appear."
Art, random musings and the occasional inflammatory viewpoint of autistic artist Christopher Hoggins
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