we have become adrift

torn apart from our primal feeling

abandoned by our instinct

we lack our inner silence

disconnected from our base

that turns compassion into ego

turns wisdom into power

to heal ourselves we need to know who we are

in silence the soul shows up

by porcelain 'paintings' I want to arouse that silence

unconscious reflexes show your natural urge

so  I  choose  materials  to  provoke your instinct

I make the choice every time

shall I scream?

or let the silence speak

I cut reed, look for dead birds

collect color and matter

research value  and meaning

in the studio   I  bring them together

with acrylic, plaster or bronze

I am Quub

sculptor

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