In our romantic and hopeful mind, we look for better days and yearn for those that are no longer.
“We pass beauty, skim touch and barely notice the cool breeze of change.”
As we eye the future, today becomes a blur. We pass beauty, skim touch and barely notice the cool breeze of change.
We push and pull moments in time, for a goal that may never happen: missing what’s around us, losing what’s in need of us.
Artist Gary Hume
It is what’s now, that builds the memories: the poetry of space, the language of living.
We are not our belongings, nor work or money saved. We are our experiences, emotions and how we inspire: actions and intentions, love and support.
NYC Artist Michele Quan