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The lines that intersect to form online communities are created by people, not machines.

They can be lines that enable communication, or they can be lines that inhibit transference and agreement. We know that truth and social discourse is often more complicated and requires discussion. Truth is not binary. Truth is a space in which the complex resides.

The important thing to relish this truth is for man and woman to elevate themselves. Dignify the profane with self expression, with art. Dignify disagreement with nuance. Dignify discord with silence or with calm.

We make music, when we enjoin with others. The Box of Discord is like a visual music.

"Steve" in many guises plays his instruments of truth to power and dignifies society with his patronage of the arts and his studied interaction with its complexities. His work with StarkMinds Show and his role as a connector empowers others and makes way for truth.

Thank you for supporting this artist.

Because history is hard to interpret, some choose censorship. "Steve" chooses the opposite, and by doing so makes the binary complex. So should it be.

I mark this moment with a sonnet by Percy Bysshe Shelley.

"Ozymandias"

"I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which 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 decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”"

Art moves sand to reveal truth. The sands are moving still...

and when truth remains, so does the hand of the artist.

Douglas Crets
Hong Kong China
2023

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Contract Address0xebea...e781
Token ID2
Token StandardERC-721
ChainEthereum
Last Updated1 year ago
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The lines that intersect to form online communities are created by people, not machines.

They can be lines that enable communication, or they can be lines that inhibit transference and agreement. We know that truth and social discourse is often more complicated and requires discussion. Truth is not binary. Truth is a space in which the complex resides.

The important thing to relish this truth is for man and woman to elevate themselves. Dignify the profane with self expression, with art. Dignify disagreement with nuance. Dignify discord with silence or with calm.

We make music, when we enjoin with others. The Box of Discord is like a visual music.

"Steve" in many guises plays his instruments of truth to power and dignifies society with his patronage of the arts and his studied interaction with its complexities. His work with StarkMinds Show and his role as a connector empowers others and makes way for truth.

Thank you for supporting this artist.

Because history is hard to interpret, some choose censorship. "Steve" chooses the opposite, and by doing so makes the binary complex. So should it be.

I mark this moment with a sonnet by Percy Bysshe Shelley.

"Ozymandias"

"I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which 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 decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”"

Art moves sand to reveal truth. The sands are moving still...

and when truth remains, so does the hand of the artist.

Douglas Crets
Hong Kong China
2023

This collection has no description yet.

Contract Address0xebea...e781
Token ID2
Token StandardERC-721
ChainEthereum
Last Updated1 year ago
Creator Earnings
0%
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