How do we come to terms with death, injustice, the artistic impulse, family, the past, and — most difficult of all — with one’s own demons? Each of these poems represent a dialogue between the heart and the mind as mediated by the soul, which tries to reach an understanding of life. Isn’t that what the human condition is really all about?
What is human life? We never quite have a full grasp on the whole, as it’s always just out of reach. The following visual art series is a parable on man’s destiny and his relationship with what is beyond. The conceptual and philosophical dialogue among different positions combines the downfall of an old world with the human tendency for something exalted. In both cases, what is interesting is not what is factually happening, but how we see reality and the world, and how we project in them our inner thoughts and feelings.
The following poem addresses the human condition as something we seek to make meaning of: we all seek to tell our story, find a way to mark our existence, and transcend time past the limits of our lifetimes. It engages the often futile feelings we have, our blindness to our existence, and our angst generated by feelings of erasure. The poet believes that the drive to tell our story, to be remembered for that which has shaped us, and to mark our existence, transcends the biological need to procreate, superseding it.
How do we heal from trauma? Can we truly learn from traumatic events or are we doomed to repeat the same mistakes, mindlessly, until death? To deal with trauma, what defenses do we put up, and how do we keep those defenses from blocking our growth?
