December 5, 2024 - Art is the experience. It’s a safe space to wander, a language spoken through imagery, an inner peering, a life-blood surging of voice and vision. There is work that it’s doing, a sharing of what’s felt, seen and heard. A purging of chaos in the creating, a shift in weight of the holding, a letting go, a healing. There is time spent, countless hours and heavy sighs, moments of revisiting past lives and beings who embody love, a tripping of the space-time continuum, a filtering through the limbs and out onto the surface. There are marks twisted in motion, layers of soft building, speculative imaginings, mind warping and therapeutic deliverance. There is the finding of mysterious runes, peculiar and ambiguous, simple yet complex, found in the everyday. There are words of notetaking and working through,…