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?

Small Miracles

There is nothing quite like newness :). A new idea, a vision, the excitement of wonders to come. I love how an idea can stem from just an undercurrent of a scent carried by the breeze, mix with a dream and the pure joy of sitting in a patch of morning sunlight. A new idea fills me with energy and passion. Life is suddenly brighter and everything seems to fit in perfectly like pieces of a puzzle.

I saw this tiny little flower growing along with a carpet of weedy growths. So unexpected and beautiful. Simple and fresh. It is the present. I was shaken and humbled . It Inspired me to be new and open every moment.A small miracle happens every time inspiration strikes, its time to awaken.

This flower reminded me of an unnamed painting I made a while back. Here is a portion of it.

Feels like "Dreaming under the night sky".

Imagine seeing the sky full of stars for the first time, like a child would. Imagine feeling the magic in the air, the mystery and the beauty. How would it feel to let go of everything and just be there, connected.

Artist/ Mentor Cat

Lucy in the sky with diamonds.Wonderfully wise and mischievous. Favorite art medium : Chalk Pastels.

Favorite color: Sky blue. Watches over me when I paint, centering and inspiring me to be real and childlike.