Primal Place

August 22

“The primal place of fold is made in security of need, and the reality shifts”, this from “Fish Files 13” by Raven Su.Sane. It sets a new octave of the work.

The artist works with the primal place of fold, and the studio, the tent, the sacred place holds the security, so the need can be expressed.

In order for the new to appear, the space must be free from the limitations of an unsquared perspective, so that it will support a secure unjudged place to land upon.

When you lift your eyes up to view the appearing factors of light, eye to eye, then you are in the presence of an unfolding rounded passage, you begin to know the direction, to feel its course, to appreciate it being in an undulating movement before you.

As artists we are available to this primal place of fold, we are creased into its newness, we are present to the light.

For an artist to create a volume, there needs to be a secure place to unfold within, and page by folded page, canvas by folded canvas, we advance the new into the old order to create a new one.

Vision and viewing are essential, fold into the primal place, feel secure in its timing, participate in the unfolding light before you, feel your need to be present, secure yourself in knowing you are in the right place, the sacred place of receiving, your want is folding, feel the crease, as you bend into the work and tent your way into intention, tension without judgement.

An artist must be able to breathe in their own want and desire, to see the magic beyond the veil of conventional refinement, otherwise they remain caught in the old of was.

Brave. It takes bravery to stand before something you have an idea about but have never fully seen. The canvas, the paper, the material that you work with, yourself, must open to the sight, must be available, then the artist in you can feel the shift and move with the signal of acceptance.

It is your acceptance that frees the artist to advance with the un-fathomable, the un-justified, remarkable, amazing, sights the light has to offer.

Divine timing propels us forward, as we listen to the notes of the primal call, the undulating, subliminal sound beneath our feet, that we allow to surface and swallow us whole.

Hope your day finds you tasty.