These are paintings
Some are places I've actually been to.
Others are conceived in dreams.
the woods is perpetual youth....
In the woods, we return to reason and faith.
Standing on the bare ground,
my head bathed by the blithe air,
and uplifted into infinite space,
all mean egotism vanishes.
I become a transparent eyeball.
I am nothing.
I see all.
The currents of the Universal Being circulate through me;
I am part or particle of God.
Work of 2002 | Work of 2001 | Work of 1969-2000
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works contained herein are copyright 1969-2002 by Arthur Chartow.
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