Art Light

October 21

Art lights up. It lights up a life, it lights you up. When lighting, it nurtures you.

The studio has been very busy. What paintings we thought almost completed, showed themselves to be ready for a new layer around their borders. Such travel, such depth of dive. It took all we had to manage the work, but that part is now finished.

The books are next, along with the next big piece, timed and rhythmed for each other. Art light lights itself when it knows you are ready for it.

We are ready to see this new piece, the light is moving from the invisible to the visible.

Seeing the day open with a yawn, the horizon, that line that always rolls toward you, presents the new each time you awaken.

Being awake to the new is a focused intention, rather than a casual ignoring.

We go forward into the potency of the new, and the light opens itself before us, as if the direction co-existed with our footsteps.

The stepping forward comes from the listening. The listening comes from the interior note of need, and we move with the sound.

We nest into our creative nature and are nurtured by its presence.
We are potentized; we are the egg, the nest, the bird, the tree, the sound, the blue of the sky, the green of the leaf. 

From that we can do our work, we can receive what we have asked for, and use an infinite light to paint with, write with, be with.

When we are creating, we are being with ourselves deeply, we are listening intently, and we are being nurtured by an unjudged presence.

Hope this day finds you inside the edge of a yawning horizon, nurturing you with something so new, that you can't not listen to its sound.