for hours already this morning. I never know when a flow state is going to hijack me.
No complaints here.
I suddenly realized my feet are cold, actually I’m suddenly aware of my whole body feeling cold, probably a good idea to get dressed and have a hot cup of coffee.
Its not cold outside. There is a Santa Ana today in California so I might just sit outside and warm up. Funny to be woken up by the sensation of cold on this spectacular morning.
This full body lack of awareness is a weird artistic super power. Drifting into this state is sheer brain peace. Its hard to describe, but trust me, it feels like a connectedness to a easier relm.
When I bump out, its back to the cold ‘real’ world. Only. Which one is really ‘real’? What is truly cold? Checking the clock, its been three hours?
I’ve been thinking about peace again lately. This, not surprisingly, has once again worked its way into being a central theme for my paintings. These days when unpeaceful thoughts or conversations cross my path, my new habit is to look inward. And then like a subconscious nudge from I guess myself, it flows out onto paper or canvas. I shouldn’t be surprised, but I kind of enjoy that I am.
I generally would not have the conscious thought “Today I think I will paint a hand.” but this morning an open hand found its way into the painting, it kinda became the painting and I love it.
Its such a gesture of love and openness and gentle nurturing. I appreciate the little reminder that we are all more than what we think we are. We are powerful in deeper ways. Love is the strongest vibration. Love is safety and peace. Nurturance. It might be the perfect way to feel peace. Maybe we could all enjoy a little nurturing now and again. I might offer that to myself since, well, I painted it…
Peace Kit 