I spilled some Indian ink and got a butterfly.
“The purpose of the life of every butterfly is to set everything that was once known aside and embrace an entire new way of being”.
Butterfly quote. Retrieved from www.universeofsymbolism.com
“ Kites rise highest against the wind-not with it.” – Winston Churchill
A kite with no wind remains motionless. It is in the resistance of the wind where it reaches its highest peak. Like the kite we have an opportunity to rise with the wind.
There is something very strange with an empty canvas. Its artificiality, perfect corners and flat textureless surface feels lifeless, like a book with no words. It stares at me and asks “show me your life”. How do I show you the parts of what I am and what I’m not when I see nothingness stare back at me. Then the canvas says, “close your eyes and paint”. So, I closed my eyes and began to paint.
Its been a long time since I painted landscape. In progress.