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  • Wine

    Sparky Allen
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    The silver
    In my hair
    Is not as green As my eyes The first night
    You beheld me.

    I can
    And I cannot
    Live there.

    This tongue In my mouth Is sweeter
    Than the words
    I sang at twenty.

    I am
    And I am not
    Yours.

    The lines On my brow Are not so deep
    As the well of pain
    I drank from All the years Before you.

  • Kindred Earth

    Joan Noëldechen

    We are all skin deep… / Beautiully made Unique and / complex Individuals / Who come together / In many ways.

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    We are all skin deep…

    Beautiully made Unique and

    complex Individuals

    Who come together

    In many ways. We are

    working

    And creatng our realites On this

    living planet Unaware of the

    outcome. 

Skin Deep and Deeper - Portraits

Skin deep

How do we see ourselves?

More than 60 artists from around the world have shared images, music, words and films about their inner and outer appearances.