After getting and staying in my own way and being my own obstacle, at long last I stopped fighting what was in front of me.
A door to alchemy opened. A seemingly magical process of transformation and creation unfolded.
Without my dukes up, perceived difficulty metamorphosed into inspiration instead, became a gift for me to embrace and utilize. My heart and senses unblocked.
An Instagram reel here, a recorded Art Tribe interview there, lines from T.S. Eliot memorized more than 50 years ago … all converged and sparked generative energy that moved me to disrupt the tightness and limits of my work in progress.
I moved quickly, intuitively, and freely again, scribing favorite lines from novels, tearing and adhering bits of origami tissue paper, scumbling touches of veiling with a coarse sponge roller, and running across each grid window with a single white paint marker line.
Another series! Hot damn!
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