Making art is the Kintsugi, the “golden joinery” of my life. A flow-state of play and exploration where the intellect is a mere participant in intuiting, sensing and healing. Endowing me with relief and escape from the serious questions of life, many continuing to be unanswered. It wants that I not push the river. The river has its own time, pace and direction. Mark making lets me touch the liminal and numinous where words have little purpose. Bringing me to innocence and curiosity, surfacing beauty, the naïve, the ideal, the perfect, with suggestions of imperfection.
Maria Sabina describes better how art is for me.
“Cure yourself, with the light of the sun and the rays of the moon.
With the sound of the river and the waterfall.
With the swaying of the sea and the fluttering of birds.
Heal yourself, with the mint and mint leaves,
with neem and eucalyptus.
Sweeten yourself with lavender, rosemary, and chamomile.
Hug yourself with the cocoa bean and a touch of cinnamon.
Put love in tea instead of sugar and take it looking at the stars
Heal yourself, with the kisses that the wind gives you and the hugs of the rain.
Get strong with bare feet on the ground and with everything that is born from it.
Get smarter every day by listening to your intuition, looking at the world with the eye of your forehead.
Jump, dance, sing, so that you live happier.
Heal yourself, with beautiful love, and always remember… you are the medicine.”
– Maria Sabina, Mexican/Oaxacan Native Medicine wise woman, curandera and poet. (Translated)