March 27th, 2021
I have been excited to finally connect with the energy centers of the body. Earthly, Energetic and Ethereal. They constantly shift and change what is seen by feeling and I am more than impressed with my willingness to listen. Discern and Decide based on what I see, by pausing. Being. Breathing into my state of self, soul and spirit and relishing in the very artistic tool that helps me see, my feelings. While a personal expression, they are not only for me. Given they seem to shapeshift according to the seer, I hope the art and efforts are welcomed by others or even yourself. To sit, gaze and almost scry.
January 20th, 2021
I sat and contemplated why I create anything. At all.
I do not spend much time wondering "the why" of the wonders of the world, the creation process, the reason for existence. They don't seem to rattle my brain. When i wander those lineages of thinking, I feel a calmness, and any concern would be created out of something outside of me.
So why the sudden curiosity to contemplate my own why?! I could not say a particular thing but a few.
Alongside some spiritual study and reading and a balance of trashy reality tv, the influence is quiet and yet they ring loudly in alternative ways.
So I sit by candle light, draw in my breath and proceed with a meditation to confess to myself.
Why. Do I create.
I pause and relish in the nothing-ness. The void of freedom, the darkness backdrop where every light that shines is seen, so clearly.
To Create Causes.
To be conscious of effects and add a positive swing to things. Even my offering leans haunted, healing or somewhere in-between. The translation is subjective and free will maintained, my intention remains, intact and that means something. If only to me.
To merge with effects from others that align and resonate with my created causes. To expand my understanding of the ego self and essence self while wandering this Earthly plane and planet like a story book character trying to find her way home and yet quite curious about this landscape in front of her. What's the rush? Stay a while and add to the artistry of existence!
January 10th, 2021
When considering how to emerge in the complicated land of artistry and the avenues, I willingly decided to apply a drunken stuper like attitude and see what spaghettis sticks to the wall. Noticing how I like seeing art and images, words and wonders without adding my limitations or creating some for you. Others. Aspects of me. Feel Free.
Does one prefer to interact with images in a journal that is like a multi dimensional manual, does another enjoy gazing on a canvas prints and wall pieces akin to clouds in the sky or maybe even still the virtual scene is perfect amount of snapshots.
I admit, I have no real knowing as the variables and variances are vast. The more I try to control, the less I create.
So to add to the fine art america options and merch, a personal application to see and capture the symbology of your soul speaking, I introduce a book. Journal. Manual. For you.
A first attempt to self publish and figure out the landscape as best I can, while still lavishing in the learning and letting go of perfection and knowing the peculiar paint and poetry is the point and still not
May my offering serve you well.
Search on Amazon "Liminal Reflections" to support or look away with a scrunched up face.
Either way, Free will is maintained