Using a combination of poetry, protest, and satire these prints confront the noise of contemporary life and the rise of a global technocracy. The title — meaning “wood eye” or “end grain” — refers to the pattern revealed when a block of wood is cut, a metaphor for consciousness itself: layers of experience, memory, and thought pressed into the surface.

Through type, ink, and pressure, I seeks to uncover what remains human — each print an act of deprogramming, a quiet resistance, and a reminder that spirit and soul endure even in the shadow of the machine.