Express Without Words “After Him Repaired Malchiah The Goldsmith's Son Unto The Place Of The Nethinims, And Of The Merchants, Art

a shirtless man standing in front of a brick wall
a painting of two men fighting each other
a painting of a man standing in front of a window with a bird flying over
a painting of a man standing in front of a stone wall
a painting of a man standing in front of a wall
a painting of two men fighting with a demon
a painting of two men fighting each other
a painting of two men standing next to each other
a couple of men standing next to each other
a man standing in front of a brick wall
a painting of two men standing next to each other
a painting of a man holding a sword next to a dragon
a painting of a man kneeling in a tunnel
a painting of a roman warrior holding a sword and a shield
a painting of two men standing next to each other
a painting of two men fighting with each other
a painting of two men fighting with each other
a painting of two men fighting with each other
a painting of two men fighting with each other
a painting of a man holding a basketball
a painting of two men fighting with each other
a painting of two men fighting with each other
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite. Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders. And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.
a shirtless man in a red and white outfit
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
a man in a red shirt and black shorts
serene landscape with mountains and water
Wing Sun is a 10 year old Malaysian boy. We see him from the back as he stands, looking down the street in the evening. The scent of mooncakes and burning lantern oil fills the air in the street in Petaling Jaya where Wing Sun lives. Everything is aglow with the soft light of lanterns, their colors reflected in the puddles left by the afternoon rain. At least 6 vendors have pulled their carts up onto the sidewalks on both sides of the street, selling moon pies and other special treats. Several of Wing-Sun's neighborhood friends, some younger than he and some a little older, were standing around in a circle, waiting for him to come outside.
a man standing in a tunnel holding a knife
a man with a tattoo on his arm wearing boxing gloves
a shirtless man laying on a rug flexing his muscles
a woman in a black outfit is doing a yoga pose
a man with no shirt standing in a tunnel
urban street with city activity
a man with a tattoo on his arm wearing boxing gloves
a shirtless man leaning against a wall holding an apple
a shirtless man holding a rope in his hands
a woman standing on a dirt road under a full moon
a shirtless man is doing a kickbox kick
a man standing next to a window in a room
wide landscape with natural scenery
a man in a hoodie is posing for a picture