BREAKTHROUGHS ARE WEIRD…

You never know how something is going to come back around when, why, or who may facilitate it. Sometimes it's not even pretty or packaged in a nice way...

Unbeknownst to me, I couldn’t foresee nor predict the timing. Often, ART & LIFE are like that. What lies hidden, dormant, underneath the surface for so long trying to get out.
A recollection of memories and dreams that call us forward. EMERGENCE (not for the faint of heart)

To me, the ARTIST was always meant to discover and rediscover themselves anew.

And just when one thinks ALL HOPE IS LOST

It comes
STREAMING
BEAMING
GLEAMING
back to the HEART OF THE MATTER.

I can say with certainty
that some things take TIME
to FULLY EMBODY themselves

in a deeper way.
But we are taught to RUSH
to find the “ANSWER,”
to get the “THING,”
instead of being taught to

TAKE OUR TIME
BREATHE IN EVERY DROP
HEAL EVERY WOUND
DIVE DEEPER
UNPLUG FROM THE MATRIX
REMEMBER OURSELVES

before it was ever
PROGRAMMED into us.

This year, besides making two full solo shows of entirely NEW work...
I was shown a DOOR
in the strangest, most exciting,
most awe-inspiring way.
And that’s EXCITING,
because there is something about
EVERY LITTLE STEP
leading BACKWARDS & FORWARDS IN TIME
as if nothing is ever lost,
only re-positioned.

As if the past isn’t behind us,
and the future isn’t ahead,
but everything is spiraling
waiting for the moment
we’re finally ready to SEE it.

The DOOR doesn’t appear all at once.

It reveals itself through movement,
through devotion,
through the work
through showing up
even when you don’t yet know why.

Each mark, each risk, each return
a hinge turning,
slowly, quietly,
until suddenly
you realize
you’ve been WALKING TOWARD IT
the entire time.

And inner TRANSFORMATION & GROWTH is BLOSSOMING from all those dormant parts -- like a thousand lotuses (its hard to explain)...