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Sometimes we know differently (we don't forget)
Sometimes we know differently (we don't forget)
(viewed 162 times)This work is a meditation on losing information or forgetfulness, and how it can come about by our own means, and how its then possible to remember by some mneumonic device the brain seemingly comes up with on its own. There is a lot of fighting and strife for the sake of good in the world, yet nobody appears to agree on how to bring it about. Have we forgotten what good is? Have we lost our way? I don’t think so- its just a reflection of how similar we all are and how the change in our hearts comes around by memory triggers, and how our personal histories weigh so much on our sense of good. The larger issue is finding cooperative strategy based on a third party knowledge of ourselves as a society.
2 panels each 18” x 24”
Latex on Canvas
2010
Available
Posted by decorators manchester on Tue, March 09, 2010
This work is a meditation on losing information or forgetfulness, and how it can come about by our own means, and how its then possible to remember by some mneumonic device the brain seemingly comes up with on its own.
Posted by Victoria Real Estate on Thu, March 11, 2010







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