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I see more at 90 then I did when young. My eyes are greedy. Sometimes, I just sit and stare because Time feels different. It IS different. I stare through layers of activity, of ether, of weather, of light. I'm surrounded by the nervous and the hyper. Surrounded by beeps and dings. Clamor, clamor. Human desire. Longing. The only cure for loneliness is to help somebody else. Makes you feel better...an act of kindness.

IRA WRIGHT: He Said it Was His Last Dream (2023), acrylic, Magic Marker on clayboard panel, triptych, 90"w x 40" h
He Said it Was His Last Dream (2023), acrylic, Magic Marker on clayboard panel, triptych, 90"w x 40" h