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Over the past thirty-five years, the work of
sammoore has been presented in Montreal,
New York, San Francisco, and Washington State

sammoore is a truly gifted artist with jewelry creation, as well as his multi-faceted art work. Sam has been creating from the heart for over thirty years, his work is unique and has many dimensions that touch each soul in a special place. Rather then one style of painting as most artists are known by, he is gifted with bringing several to the world; therefore, expanding his ability to inspire and touch. Take a journey through the gifts of heart that Sam brings within this page; enjoy and know that you can own one of these unique creations





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"sammoore"

      The Great War

He would be going home
And he would be coming back
To be with those that loved him /
But somehow death had slipped through a crack
And very quickly found him /
It was then, in that moment of remembering
All the teachings that he believed had made him free /
In truth, were his prison, his chains, and tragic destiny /
Within his last breath, he smelled the smell of turtles
And lay facing the night sky /
Where under a star
Marched a world at war /.
This same war, that began at the beginning
And will last to the very end /
The war that men alone cannot hope to win /
This is the great war
Where the perpetrators are never revealed
And their true identities surreptitiously sealed /
A masked war, where both sides are losers
And all are brought forth and condemned by false accusers /
This is the war of pride
So arrogant and careless
Self centered and marched
By envy and malice /
A war of deceit and lies
In which the clever one lives
And the innocent dies /
This is a war not over
And yet a war not lost
Where evil angels count the profits
And humanity counts the cost /.

Written 11/11/04  By sammoore



i always said
that i would try to go no further then unltramarine
or rose carmethine
in spite of the fact
that at times
alizarian crimson
 Sam and Michele 2004 





Sam and Michele  

Poem by sammoore

i had forgotten Monet
that day on the bay
when the sky and sea disappeared
and earth and island became clouds /
and mixed with the galaxies /.
i stood tranced /
my hand resting lightly
on the handrail of reality /
until my mind broke
through the paint and brushstroke
and i saw again / and remembered
Monet's water lillies
floating on the glorious face of the universe



   Michele click to see larger image		 ~Michele Moore
Michele Moore, wife of "sammoore", is a talented Flamenco dancer. Michele is an avid gardner and has created a serene atmosphere around the log cabin that Sam has built for them. She is also the bookkeeper for Indigenous Studies Foundation, a non profit organization that supports the creation of a national holiday for Native Americans, as well as, bringing the wisdom of the ancients forward to blend with current knowledge and teaching. Michele is a gentle spirit yet strong with the dance of heart within.





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