Ode to Mondrian, (or “Piet, RePiet, Three-Piet”)
one You left as my father came, your legacy already abstracted into history. Your metaphysical mind oxidized into your canvases....
Ode to Mondrian, (or “Piet, RePiet, Three-Piet”)
I Strike Through Life
The Damned Well Ran Dry
Writes (and Wrongs)
The Present Will and Testament of Todd Wolfe
A Toy In the Puppeteers Hands
All the Things I Do Not See
Faults
Great Ideas Take Great Work
IT vs. ITERATIONS
Let Me Get On with Failure so I Can Live My Life
Rejected or Non-Accepted?
Fear and Courage
Meditate to Create
The Art Forest
The Art Tree
Am I an Artist or Do I Make Art?