Inside, outside, past, present and future

embroidery, painting and photography

We’re already there.
So as long as we return, it’s okay to wander

« 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.. »

There is a field…
An uncoiling seed of the suprasensient, wanting to bloom.

Bottom up : I. The wounds, II. The rise, III. The merge, IV. Blossoms

Caminoluzina, rise, the work is over

Either way

Self-blame, anger inward

For the marriage of the twos and the third

Rising on the axis

Divine humor, anchor the folly

 

Dismemberment

The shaman pushes me and my kisses away. 
« Not yet you’re not purified yet ». A tiger bites me to pieces.

Northern wheels, Southern wheels WIP

Alterlife

Burn the shame

Love seed

The destroyer

There is a light
That doesn’t know the sun
And never crosses the air
Sovereign and still
Under the hurt and the mud
It sits silent
In timeless patience

A siamese myth

The realm of ideas dreams itself through the world
It is talking to you, all the time

The blue pearl
« Cranial plates migration »

Les anges de l’apocalypse

A transmission

I made a promise
That I’ll obey the Will

Souvenir d’une autre vie
Salomon, pyramids, corpus christi

WINKS FROM THE PAST

Why Mary Magdalene?

 

The evil I

Whispers

Care for the sepulchre

Who’s calling?

Sacred blood

Hydrangeas, a snake, an eye, and a circle, M.M.

The life we pay 
For all the things we do
The distractions, the addictions, the occupations
Only to avoid feeling the pain, we don’t want to feel the pain

The higher heart forgives, thymus

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