Death and Decay are constants in this life.

Excerpts from Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman:

“The smallest sprout shows that there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward to life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas’d the moment life appear’d.”

“I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d, I stand and look at them long and long.”

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Wall of Nature Objects and Mementos in Plastic Bags” in the MVSEVM, 2016

 

Detail from “Sugar Window” In the MVSEVM, 2019