My art comes from a place beyond the worried, fretful, frightened me. It’s a place of great vastness where all is aligned for my greatest and highest good and an open path. My art comes from energy, wholeness and always forward moving, unexplainable, undeniable, untouched by the low-level mundane affairs of most days.
Yet always there as my constant companion, friend and beloved.
My art is often pushed aside by distractions I have no control over yet it never abandons me. This art is who I am, always was, always will be, it is in my bones.
I love my art. It never ends, I live it every day. I show up at my table every day to feel, sometimes just for a moment, grounded, clear minded, creative and real.
Georgia
March 2021
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