”There is a thought, a vision, behind everything you do. Let’s make it a good one.”
I was talking to a very good friend of mine the other day about how I can’t re-create any of my paintings. They always happen in the moment. The moments when I’m the most still, and alert. Open to receiving. I’m just the tool, holding the brush, doing what I’m supposed to do.
When do you feel most alive?
Art in focus
[ mornings in june ]
– the most tranquil hours, when the world is still a sleep, and yet all dreams are possible.
[ … and my heart melted ]
– those precious moments in between.
[ i never promised you my rose garden ]
– you are yours, before you are anyone elses.
I wish you all a beautiful week. Be kind to each other.