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Bodies
Even the most beautiful face is no prettier than a body. My body, your body, any body that is itself. That moves within its own constraints – whatever they may be. Eyes are windows to the soul. Yet the body in flow is the soul. Give me motion over animation. A vibrant gesture before a…
The Lightningbird Myth
The lightningbird nests on the highest peak of the western shores. And every morning she gives birth to an egg. And every night as she returns from hunting the eastern sun, for there is no other object that will fit in her talons and there is no other direction to fly, the egg shall fall.…
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