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“Shawn’s visual arrangements are methodical and precise, leaving little or no room for the superfluous or unsightly. His superb grasp of contrast raises even the most banal of subject matter to a near cinematic level.”

— REVIEW MAGAZINE

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Shawn’s art reflects the passage of time as an emotional experience revealed in fleeting moments and history's subtle markings. His uniquely dramatic compositions come together in striking arrangements of raw elements and moods that blur boundaries and explore deeper connections.

Shawn’s photographs, poetry and related merchandise have sold at local exhibitions in the Kansas City area and online from Australia to Italy. His work has been featured at Kansas City's Crossroads Arts District, the Westport Entertainment District, and local corporate venues including Cerner, the Cordish Company, McCownGordon and the Wise Gallery at VML. He co-created, wrote and contributed photography to the commemorative vignette series Lewis & Clark: 200 Years of Heartland Heritage for broadcast television in Kansas City and his short stories have appeared in the literary journals Pearl and The Distillery: Artistic Spirits of the South.

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For a moment mixed with sunset,
even the moon seemed distorted.
Light misguided,
colors unsorted.
The way Autumn moved just then.
I'll never see November
the same way again.
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#phoetry

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The simple joy of evening's calm
makes us #birds of a feather
when we flock together,
while others only come
for an early glimpse of the setting sun.
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#phoetry

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Somehow I find you,
before our season is through.
Just as it’s always been,
again and again.
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phoetry

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I realized #August came too soon
When you pointed out the super #moon.
And we listened to summer slipping away
In what the #clouds seemed to say.
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#phoetry

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Like a July #sunrise,
you fill my eyes,
with all the joy of #summer skies.
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#phoetry

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When I can no longer find your footprints,
and memories soften to pastels,
I’ll discover you again at #sunrise,
reflecting in the #Kansas Flint Hills.
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#phoetry

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Of course there’s no one to blame,
for the ruthless way memories wane.
But a few do anchor and remain,
flickering in my lighthouse flame,
like that moment adrift in #Maine,
on Frenchman Bay before the rain.
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#phoetry

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Even on dark days,
I still see your light through the cracks,
and the wild gold growing precious,
behind your fence.
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#phoetry

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You can’t stop color
in only part of the sky,
or diminish a leaf’s green
even if you try.
So why, only a little blue,
#butterfly?
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#phoetry

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#Spring often hides away.
Only half can be seen on somedays.
But even then it still impresses us,
with moments fine as #moon dust.
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#phoetry

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Morning stretched and yawned,
As night stepped out of the way.
“I can already see the true colors
of another beautiful day.”
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#phoetry

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As the sun climbed down, out of the prairie sky,
all the clouds stood back, and let it by.
And #February saw itself in a different light,
watching daytime act more like a stormy night.
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#phoetry

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#November, I've always known you.
As day breaks, I remember, you know me too.
There's always something special between us,
just like the #Moon and #Venus.
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#phoetry

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The sixth of November swept me away,
unlike any other #autumn day.
Streaming #colors soft and surprising,
and a setting #sun that seemed to be rising.
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#phoetry

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#country roads take me home

#Missouri

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Stop for a moment and let #October sink in.
Forget where you're going.
Never mind where you've been.
Watch the year's golden age come to light,
as #autumn skies drift off to sleep at night.
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#phoetry

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“September arrived in a dream,”
wrote the Sky, remembering the scene.
“Like cotton candy stuck to a starry evening.”
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#phoetry

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Even when I see you,
lookin’ kinda #blue,
I am over the #moon
with #stars in my eyes.
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#supermoon #phoetry

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“Were the #stars before me?”
asked the #Moon of an August #evening.
“Doesn’t matter who was first,”
came the answer, in a breezy burst.
“You’re all the center of my universe”
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#phoetry

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‘Can you see the hole in my heart?’
asked #summer, watching July depart.
‘Don’t be so melancholy, ok?’
replied August, on its first day.
‘I want the blues to stay.’
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#phoetry

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“Your art is so inspiring, calming and comforting. Enjoyed seeing your Moments Notice exhibition.
- Stacy C., Kansas City, Missouri

I enjoy the feeling of welcoming you create.
- Raffaella M., Venuto, Italy

I always have an emotional reaction to Shawn’s work. I feel fortunate to be able to see the world through his eyes.
- Kimberly S., Kansas City, Missouri

Beautiful images. A hui ho.
- Brynn A., Oahu, Hawaii

Your calendar is beautiful. Thank you!
- Kate D., Queensland

Wonderful work. You have a way of drawing attention to natural beauty that awakens reflection and thanksgiving.
- Meredith G., Platte City, Missouri

His pictures reflect his personality, full of depth and texture.
- Joe G., Tonganoxie, Kansas”