« Coming from under the earth or from some larger place, this extremely deep, almost transparent, universal, silent understanding. And that’s it, that is all »
This is a work in progress for an illustrated narrative. There is a field of primal energy.
An uncoiling seed of the suprasensient, wanting to bloom.
The serpent is real, the serpent is real
Blooms
Love expansion
Merge
The rainbows and the bows
Radiance and flares
Self-blame, Mercy
Winks from the allies
Golden flower / Eros
To whom has ever lost the seeds of eros, to whom is catching up with the golden flower
Northern wheels, Southern wheels
silk embroidered appliques on linen, 40 x 90cm
Scriptures from Uruguay
The original wound
To the Golden Gate
It’s a long landing on the fastest route
Brain upward
The return of John
The realm of ideas dreams itself through the world
On a heart-shaped rock
Returned material
Thinking of Emma Kunz
A dual sight
The serpent is real, the serpent is real
In-form, Swedish sky, ink on paper
Winks from the future
The third, ink on paper
Summer vision II, embroidery
« Do you allow yourself to be tender », embroidery
Immaculate
Awakened to the wounds
Sliding the vertebrae
Kriyas for the twos
« Cranial plates migration »
The blue pearl
Divine humor
Anchor the folly
First attempt
Silver sun, embroidery on leather with silver leaf
« The 2 that are 1 and the 1 that is 2 » / Rising on the axis, embroideries
The shaman pushes me and my kisses away. « Not yet. You are not purified yet. »
A tiger bites me to pieces.
It rises here
Sacrum departure IV
A taste of Samadhi
Illumination
Source
On the way back
Pineal
Void I, photography
Void II, photography
Leaving the earth
« Kundalini »
She’d look like this, she probably looks like this
Sacrum departure II, III, photography
« spinal sweep »
Green light
Oversoul interference
A transmission, embroidery on velvet inspired by the Antependiumwith the mystical hunt in the enclosed garden, medieval Cologne
One masters Truth and the other one Love, until both merge into silence. We were already there. But every road is necessary, and as long as we return, it’s okay to wander
Psychic seeds holding hands
Here’s a glimpse, painting
Announcing the dream
Spiral and snake
Dark tables
Truth, love, guilt
« Souvenir d’une autre vie » II
Mother Superior
Hydrangeas, a snake, an eye, and a circle
M. M.
« Souvenir d’une autre vie »
Salomon, pyramids, corpus christi
Winks from the past
Geometric triggers
crystal embroideries on leather with golden leaf
Fear, Guilt, Shame, Grief
Whispers, embroidery and applique
Lighting stairs
Care for the sepulchre, embroidery
Water heavens, painting
Wander more
Pride and the karmic gate
Am I a fraud? Am I guilty?
Les anges de l’Apocalypse, embroidery with cochineal
111/1111/555/222/444/999/333/55555
Firebird
Life times of trials and losses
Merge the scents of battles
Illuminated by the sweat
Of a shared endurance
As we find solace
In rays of silence
Who’s calling?
Mysterium tremendum
Abyss
Seed
Soul loss
« Abuse, harm, narcissusses »
« I don’t want to feel the pain, why should I feel the pain? »
Returning home
The light hits the vase for the will to possess
The treacherous cure of the powerless
Hiding the marks of an unconscious cloth
Built in each and every home
That was filled with sorrow
Years of blooms