Open the window to the west and disappear into the air inside you.
Near your breastbone there is an open flower.
Drink the honey that is all around that flower.
(Kabir)
Friday, March 28, 2014
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The paintings posted here are extemporaneous. Every Wednesday my dance teacher emails a theme for that evening's class. I ruminate about what the theme means to me, wrap up my workday and do a quick 60-90 minute painting. I have to trust myself and move quickly because the class starts promptly at 7:00pm. My painting will be hung on the wall of the Altar design, created by another dance participant. It will then be witnessed for 2 hours as we drop in and let the life force move through us.
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