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The man and the bear are drinking Amstel Light, which to me meant, I’m-still-light. I drank in the fact that I was still light. I gave it to the man to share with the bear. Continue reading
I write my life to know my life. When I write my life, the inner truth comes out. It’s like when I draw, a barrier disappears. Or fades to the background. And suddenly I’m in touch with this other vibratory field. This other awareness that rises to the surface and makes itself known. Continue reading
I love these buildings. They’re on Tenth Street between 5th and 6th (Brooklyn) and I’ve walked by them so many times. But not till recently when I decided to start drawing the neighborhood did I stop and really LOOK at them. And then of course I thought what a wonderful picture they’d make. Continue reading
…And suddenly she appeared, a vision of other-worldliness. A face of indescribable beauty! Her eyes were green. They were glowing with light! Her head was wrapped in an elaborate white turban… Continue reading
When I draw the outer world—whatever the subject—I am taking that bit of it inside of me. It’s an intuitive process. I don’t think about it, it happens automatically. Whatever comes from my hand is an expression of my own energy, my own feeling. Continue reading