For a beloved friend, who got hit by a circus tent – while he was helping to put it up READ MORE
Flow through me,
From my heart
Through my mind to my hand,
Infuse my work with spirit
To feed hungry souls.”
artist’s prayer | alex grey
Through art we can express what we cannot express with words.
It can be a more direct way to communicate – with your own higher Self,
as well as with those people, who are willing and able to stop and listen.
’til nothing is left. No-thing is left. So what is that no thing? There is one definition for nothing as ‘an inanimate material object as distinct from a living sentient being.’ That means... READ MORE
Sometimes everything is too much: It drops, drips, drums, screeches, bleches, squeeks, rumbles, smashes, bangs, …. noise is invasive, it does not take deference to anything or anyone. It everywhere, even in quiet... READ MORE