“Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”
      
                        -Rober Frost  
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Gold
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Gold

Focusing on the detached leaf, this poject hints towards the silence of aging. Something all things must do.Using still water to set a tone of si Read More

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