i am paintings roots, and from these roots emerged a woman. a lioness of a woman, golden and shining. she gazes up towards the stars, towards the light, towards music, language, something she wants to take in, to see or know, to bask in...
she is embedded in the soil, in the earth energies that unfurl slowly, languidly, heavily...but her vibration rises as she unlocks each chakra, root to crown. she is waking up, growing up, but also anchoring roots deeper to ground, to find security and reassurance...
ironically, it is the third chakra, the solar plexus, i have the most trouble painting...center of power and will, of individuality and action. i have been told that my heart is open (though for others, not myself), i am giving away my life force to anyone who asks for it, even those who don't...
this is no coincidence. i can only paint the reality i am experiencing. i am making the unseen seen, and it is my ability to hold power in this world, to maintain my individuality and integrity that is being examined.
she is embedded in the soil, in the earth energies that unfurl slowly, languidly, heavily...but her vibration rises as she unlocks each chakra, root to crown. she is waking up, growing up, but also anchoring roots deeper to ground, to find security and reassurance...
ironically, it is the third chakra, the solar plexus, i have the most trouble painting...center of power and will, of individuality and action. i have been told that my heart is open (though for others, not myself), i am giving away my life force to anyone who asks for it, even those who don't...
this is no coincidence. i can only paint the reality i am experiencing. i am making the unseen seen, and it is my ability to hold power in this world, to maintain my individuality and integrity that is being examined.
