she walks in beauty
20,5 x 14,5 cm, ink and graphite on Winsor and Newton smooth paper 110 gsm.
An old friend once told me something that gave me great comfort. Something he read. He said Mozart, Beethoven and Chopin never died. They simply became music.
The Bicameral Mind directed by Jonathan Nolan
There is no threshold that makes us greater than the sum of our parts, no inflection point at which we become fully alive. We can’t define consciousness because consciousness does not exist. Humans fancy that there’s something special about the way we perceive the world, and yet we live in loops as tight and as closed as the hosts do, seldom questioning our choices, content, for the most part, to be told what to do next.
Trace Decay directed by Stephen Williams