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Oh the wind, how it pulls us apart

It’s cosmic wrath

Tumbling time

Carry me wherever

[robness]

‘BUIDLQR,’ RELEASED ON CRYPTOART/NFT PLATFORM SUPERRARE.COM.

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“Oleander Sunset”

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Hi Good Morning Nftmblr!

Excited to dig and little deeper and learn more about your art and process and share more about my own work too.

I started my art journey painting my chickens. They are truly wonderful creatures and I felt so inspired to explore a deeper connection with them. It felt so safe to start here. And I’ve always promised myself if I ever get lost in art and creativity, this will be a good home base to return to. Loving, complex, and overlooked, they are my muse. I often am lost in thoughts about evolution, civilization, and humanity. The chicken is a huge part of this story. I wonder where is it going?

I’ve branched out from chicken painting. But the core of my art are ponders post-civilization and evolution. I am a trained systems ecologist and environmental engineer. I use systems thinking and hierarchical structures to analyze the flows of energy and information through society. The systems of government and the flow of money are hierarchically mismatched and therefore are in the process of disruption, leading to chaos and then system reorganization. This is what I believe will become an evolutionary “recentralization” which is inevitable for the flow of energy.

Any how, that’s a glimpse into my thinking. Looking forward to reading more about you all too!

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Work in progress.

This is vandalism. It is not easy to start. This map is history, important history. I don’t really want to destroy it, but isn’t that what we do?

This is a vintage map of the development plan for South Florida, Naples area. Used to lure dreamers into purchasing their own tropical paradise, sight unseen. This map doesn’t show the swamps and estuaries, the bird rookeries, the river or grass, the bogs full of orchids. I’m correcting that.

Painted on a recycled canvas my neighbor brought me. The red already there, faint images of hand drawn flowers showing through the red. I love building on someone’s energy. This is what we do.

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“A Complete Lack of Planning”

Available on Foundation

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Migrations

The people wandered, they traveled far and wide, only to find they ended up in the same place, walking in their same footprints. Like a river that ran to the ocean and rained into the river again. They could not escape who they were, they needed to understand it better.

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The land holds memories

When the ice melts, the memory of the earth’s paleo-atmosphere is released back into the air.

When the tree falls, the memory of decades of nutrients seep back into the soil.

When your ear is pressed to the ground, the memory of the land’s song can be heard.

The land remembers us, it loves us and holds the wisdom for us.