STOMPER

Saturday, January 26, 2013.  My nephew used to call draft horses 'stompers.'  I immediately thought of that when I saw this image worn into the orange safety strip on the subway.  It might be one of the Titans, and every time his foot reaches the earth it becomes huge, the other foot lifted into the surrounding universe, and small to our sight.

TORN

Saturday, September 8, 2012.  Layers of images and innuendo.  I see the fear of alien in this.  Underneath our skin, is there an alien presence, the implant of a species that left us here?  Will we react to it as we see so often in how we react to the unknown, with force and violence?  This image portends the worst.  Yet there is a word of hope - LET.  Let it be.  Let it live.  Let us imagine.  Let us grow.  Let us become.