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  • Projects
    • The Language of Three Words
    • Working Methods
    • The Sun Never Sets
    • Near Fields (Norton + Yates)
    • Miradero
    • Thingness (Norton + Yates)
    • MUSEUM OF SUBLIMINAL OBJECTS
  • Animation
    • The Rains
    • The Toupée
    • Languaging
    • Pattern & Imperfection
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The sun, drunk, stumbled over the hill and shattered my vase.

March 24, 2020
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