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It always amazes me how healing creative experiences can be. Once you have processed the shame and embarrassment of scaring passers by with your blacked out face, the thrill of the moment becomes more playful. 'Fuck It' is our profane mantra in these moments. I'm not being bad. Just playful, irreverent, goodly dangerous to the status quo of holding and fear.
I dream of standing speaking my words from soul song into your eyes, direct line from mine; channels open beneath me is my heart, throbbing lust into my words. I dream of standing alone in the void uncluttered at ease, a million to one chance of survival embodied, emboldened by you and you joined. What … Continue reading Poet
Premise: to create a large series of work based upon the themes of... Evolution Mark Making Meditation Relationship Relativity Each painting will represent a 'day' in my life as an artist. The day is not twenty-four hours but is mine to define. I will post each piece with a diary recording related notes that arise … Continue reading PROJECT: One Hundred Paintings