I disappeared this summer. No blogs, no Instagram, no new paintings paraded for the algorithm. I gave myself permission — properly, consciously — not to produce anything. At first, it...
Finding spirit in Art Some paintings arrive like whispers.This one danced in — full of rhythm, colour, and a kind of joy that surprised me.I didn’t set out to create...
I teach art, not Buddhism — but my spiritual practice is silently in everything I do. It’s what helps me stay with the doubts, and the days when nothing flows....