From the void, my body springs, my mind, my smaller (and smaller) sense of self, my wife, my children, my life. And to this void, I return. Every moment, withouth knowing or needing to know. Without moving.
Is this a brialliantly illuminated void, or a void of the blackest emptiness? Or, paradoxically, both. One thing I find beautiful about this, is how darkness “returns” to its source: light, while that which is light “returns” to its source: darkness. There is an attraction, and a necessity, to participate in, and embrace, the whole.
See also: View No.25, “Sourcebound: Light Void”
12″ x 8″
Mixed media on sustainably harvested wood panel.
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