No words needed!

'Crescendo', the music eternal, dancing from deepest core, shaking off all constraints; no words needed.  Letting myself truly feel! 

What are feelings exactly? Sensations in the body perhaps that have been titled as anger, frustration, joy, calm etc. and perceived to be either positive or negative. Can I free my feelings from labels? Just moving with the feeling, flowing in tune with myself, can I develop a language beyond words and explanations? Free of fear and judgement can I muster up the courage to be honest and real? To be accepting and open with myself?

Working spontaneously in this way has been humbling and beautiful. I feel happy, finally satisfied that my art is truthful to who I am. It has been so difficult to let go of asking the questions, "So what does it mean?" or "What if nobody gets it?", realizing that those things dont matter at all.

So right now just take a deep breath and let go. Let the pictures immerse you, to move you to where your heart wants to go :)

'Feeling golden'

Back with a splash and sputter

This post is coming after very long as you can see, most of the time being spent finding excuses not to post. Well I've just been blocked as far as painting is concerned I guess, not due to a lack of ideas but rather an overflow fighting for expression and overwhelming me in the process. Anyway I am glad to say that problem seems to be sufficiently cleared. In-fact I would risk being highly optimistic enough to say that being blocked in the art department is surely enough an opportunity for emotional spring cleaning of sorts. Once I managed to say  my screw- you's to the ugly yip-yips of fear and criticism, I have been throughly enjoying exploring the rich, lyrical, dramatic unfurling of my expressions through movement, color and form.

This painting from a couple of days ago is called 'Rain Already!'. Created in one sitting it is a spontaneous, dynamic and energetic purge of my feelings of teeth-gritting frustration at the seemingly never ending summer which had suspended my world in trapped inertia ( symbolically speaking of course ;P).

After the previous painting I was left feeling buoyant! So yesterday, on a whim I decided to decorate my altar space with a watercolor wall mural of my cat Lucy gazing out dreamily at the whole universe of possibility :D. Which brings me to a topic of great interest for me; existing in innumerable parallel realities simultaneously. I find my self excited by the possibilities and ever so inclined to believe. What are your thoughts?