I touch against no wall, she said.
Holdfast to the light,
sweeping as a
I have started a new series called Stories Within Her. I do not know where the series will travel, evolve, end, or not end.
It is about the blending of the Now and the Then. I am curiously fascinated at how dealing with the severe physical pain of today, can bring me back to both physical and emotional pain of past experience.
I am sitting with that; meditating, praying, conversing with pain.
It is not the same. Certainly not the past. Where as once I created coping skills of self-destruction, now, I sit with the neutrality of joy. light.
Here this figure is; holding fast; and experiencing peace simultaneously.
This painting went through a lot. From 2 figures, to a portrait, to this single figure swept in light.
Her head is upright, bathing, seeking, looking, listening. She needed a moment to herself, away from yet deeply in.
Breathing. What did pain have to tell me this day? She told me to maintain that firm grip on seeking solution; also let go in the stillness of nothingness. Quiet can quiet pain. Let her soak and wash within the light.
paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower