A collection of my personal, and now public, art.
Creative Currents' current mission: paint murals in as many hospitals and shelters as I can in a year.
Julie DickersonWar GodCoffee cups, tape, wood, Hot glue, assorted metal items“I met a traveller from an antique landWho said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frownAnd wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold commandTell that its sculptor well those passions readWhich yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.And on the pedestal these words appear:‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!’Nothing beside remains. Round the decayOf that colossal wreck, boundless and bareThe lone and level sands stretch far away.”~ Percy Bysshe Shelly, “Ozymandias”