We never say “I love you”. In love, “you” and “I” dissolve. “We are love” we often affirm. We dance flying in a substance of the same composition and consistency as we are made of. Suddenly, an idea appears. We follow it. We play with it. We make it bigger and more beautiful. We sense … Continue reading Theo and Mira ~ Playing with Life, preview
I don't know what to say. My teacher softly guides me, ... while I paint, I am beginning to understand what she is trying to convey in words, but creation remains a visceral sensation. A first attempt of non-figurative expression.