Awareness is not something I do.It’s what remains when I stop trying to do everything else.It sits behind thought, watching quietly, like a cat blinking in the sun.It doesn’t judge…
Sometimes clarity hits like lightning—sharp, sudden, blindingly bright.Other times, it creeps in quietly, softly, whispering neon colors behind your eyelids until you finally see. This painting is called "Vision" because…
There are messages that don’t arrive in words.They come in feelings, symbols, patterns that feel older than language—like vibrations humming beneath the bones of reality. This painting came from one…