Austin, Texas artist of acrylic modern abstract original artwork of expressive colors and surface expressionism.

On the First Day

On the first day, a small hole
Tears open this universe, our universe.

Your blood, my blood, our blood
Pours forth as living ink,
Staining landscape with flowering
Blotches of crimson graffiti
Until the entire world is autographed.

Abandoned, apparently

We heal this festering mystery
With a disinfectant scrub of faith,
Suture the wound with
A thin thread of hope,

Rise above our own autonomy

And discern for ourselves
The true banks of the riverbed,
Fording the distance of simply being alive
And being completely whole.

~Billy Tice

Yin Sun Winter

Yin Sun Spring

Yin Sun Summer

Yang Moon Spring

Wind over Water

Yang Moon Autumn

Yang Moon Winter