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
Self-blame, anger inward
For the marriage of the twos and the third
Rising on the axis
Divine humor, anchor the folly
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
Burn the shame
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
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
Care for the sepulchre
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