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A new collection: passion of dance artists
Short stories, novels, poetry, essays exploring divinity, mortality, love vs lust, and the reality created by consciousness, sensing the life we live is not who we are, only a crude representation of what lives within us.
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A new collection: passion of dance artists

My preface to my novel, Cosmic Light Horizon: the Jinn of Gabriel

Can happiness be achieved through art?

The sun had no choice but to shine on nothing new, then the universe vanished and the new became what it was always meant to be—eternal.

Learning a new method, with all its surprises (both interesting and disappointing), in my drive for tactile plasticity in my painting.

A ripe apple, a sunlit beach, and the naked human form—an idea of innocence.

A still-life series composed of fruit and flowers, ceramic and glass containers with a bird as the central figure, all supported by a well-known artist's work hanging on the wall behind it.

A ripe apple, a sunlit beach, and the naked human form—the idea of innocence.

34" x 45" oil on paper sculpture

A new direction in my art: sculpture and casting handmade paper

45" x 34" oil on paper sculpture

Self-expression—what is it, really? Are we not all artists of our own life, each trying to discover the significance of the life we are living in relationship to who we believe we are?

to the writing and art of J. Anthony Noa

Book 1, from the series, "Cosmic Light Horizon". A 3-book series about an immortal being living in a mortal world who, for 200,000 years, has sought a forgotten path back its true home.

First book in the series, "The Adventures of Adeodatus". An adventure-fantasy about an ecological disaster that creates a rift in spacetime, allowing a mystical world to seep into the human world.

Book 1, An Unguiculate Wicket - five stories exploring the idea love is without bounds or conditions and never-ending

The universe we inhabit as physical beings hides the truth of our existence, one shaped by a single mind with a single purpose: to feed the guilt we seem to never let go, a plague all humanity shares.

A page with links to all the books I am working on.

the dirge of summers gone by

Nameless: 1. having no name or no known name; 2. not easy to describe; indefinable; 3. too loathsome or horrific to be described.