silent and calm as morning’s slicing cool,the airs become you in your nakedness,becoming all the fonts of seered caressand still playing all of you as my foolstill the silent echoing of seemingunable to promote such tendered carethat we have cared to search for staying barein wiles of your cultured, naked screamingstay the gross amounts of catching echo,the blended covenants of waiting forunabi...

This is the first piece in a collection I've been working on. The collection is called "Learning to Listen" and every artwork in the series focuses on a different type of listening. This piece specifically is all about learning to listen to others and the pros and cons that come with being influenced by those close to you. Using blindness as an inspiration and metaphor for relying on what you ...