November 8, 2016
When we throw the burdens down with words and fire, perspectives change, illusions fall, truth is seen, wings revealed, lightness comes, and a new life is revealed.
This piece was started months ago, first layers of paint thrown down again and again. Then it was left stacked in a corner until I felt the pull to work with it.
It was paper that started to reveal and give life to the images.
Paper and paint, pushing the layers until I saw the first few birds, then a head, and a body.
It began to tell a story, pulling threads of inner wisdom without my consciousness knowing.
The story is told, insight received, and tears at times. This is how art moves me, and heals me.
The process of creating artwork for me is an initiation of trust, receiving, movement, and enlightenment.
What burdens do you carry that might have wings if looked at differently?
Sometimes the burdens we carry have wings...
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