Hello dears,
It has been quite some time since I've had an update. My summer is coming to an end. It has been very wonderful and very busy. I've learned how to peacefully accept isolation; like a vast warm and humming blanket, taking solace in the quiet when I need it. I've been spending my weekends in a small cottage in the forest; where it gets cold at night. Lighting a fire; the smell of wood and smoke collecting on my hair and skin. Living as a hermit with only the bears and deer, my pencils, and books, and night time stew. I'm thankful for all of it.
Will and I will be moving to San Miguel Mexico very soon. I hope the warmth and change welcomes me as graciously as I welcome it.

For my upcoming art galleries, I decided to also update my website.
achromatics.com
Hopefully, you all enjoy the new layout. Each week I will offer new pieces for sale which can now be bought directly on the site.







The Wu Wei - a passage

"What is art?" I asked the hermit. We were sitting upon the mountain-side,
in the shadow of an overhanging rock. Before us stretched the sea - one
endless gleam of light in the sunshine. Golden sails were driving quietly over it,
and white seagulls sweeping in noble curvings lightly hither and thither, while
great snow-pure clouds came up and sailed by in the blue, majestic in progress, steady
and slow.

"It is as natural as the sea - the birds - the clouds," he answered. "I do not think
thou wilt find this so hard to grasp and feel as Tao. Thou hast only to look around
thee - earth, clouds, atmosphere, everything wilt teach it thee. This is the natural
spontaneous voice of heaven and earth; the voice that is caused by movement."


( drawings )

The breath of travel is still lingering close behind me. There is nothing like being in a van with nine other people, driving down unfamiliar roads and learning to love one another as much as you love yourself. It's during these times when it's hard to remember what home really means to me; the people I leave behind and those who are still close to my heart even when they're so very far away. That is one thing my heart is learning to do this summer; it is slowly learning how to better love someone from a distance. And I'm finding that this kind of love is one of the most selfless kinds of love there is.

A letter dearest to my heart:
My Darling,

Less like the way our jaws come together. No, more as our lips are left on our smoke
The clouds that barely move,
slowly wrapping and winding.
Coming together. As if they are from the same sky.
We know they are.

This is the way you move in my heart. At once embracing - and being.

xxx

( &hearts &hearts &hearts )

I have been reading the Wu Wei. It is unspeakably beautiful.

( for the ones i miss and have not yet met )

I had a quiet and beautiful Christmas. I think I'll pretend it's not over just yet. At least for a little while longer.
I hope your holidays were lovely and sweet and full of granted wishes too. xox


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