Artworks

Untitled #172

Untitled #171

Untitled #170

It's late and the wind carries a faint sound as it moves through the trees. It could be anything. The jingling of little bells perhaps, or the tiny flickering out of tiny lives. I stroll down the sidewalk and close my eyes and open them and wait for my, mind to go perfectly blank. Like a room no one has ever entered, a room without any doors or windows. A place where nothing happens.

Untitled, plate 7 of 7, from the portfolio, Metamorfosis

Untitled, plate 6 of 7, from the portfolio, Metamorfosis

Caracoles, Rehearsal I (Ensayo I)

Maqueta, Rehearsal I (Ensayo I)

Untitled, plate 5 of 7, from the portfolio, Metamorfosis

.03 Chair

.03 Chair

Rehearsal I (Ensayo I)

Untitled

Untitled

.03 Chair

Give Me Your Future

Handy Man from The Trilogy

Just Say No

Untitled, state IV of VII, variant

Untitled

Untitled

Untitled

Untitled

Untitled (Study for Untitled)