I want to color the world with the sound of God.
How does one find their sacred space?
To paint a tree you must become the tree. Get into the pattern that creates the forest and replicate.
Art is meditation on the divine. I’ve noticed recently that in order to create I must tune in. Music helps, but it needs be at a vibrational level that allows one to let go. When I try to create as an artist I become filled with this incredible feeling of trepidation, unless I can find a way to not think. In letting go I’m free and soar for a moment. It is meditation. I feel as if we are so clouded and polluted with this present reality that to seek to tune with a divine rhythm becomes the only escape. Do we all seek to be pure, to be free? How do we overcome this world that pulls us down?