The Primordial Sun
Imagine seeing a huge, overwhelming mass of land reaching into the sky every day, so far and unattainable, you walk for miles on end and finally reach it.
Imagine seeing a huge, overwhelming mass of land reaching into the sky every day, so far and unattainable, you walk for miles on end and finally reach it.
A collection of personal songs that have inspired many of my paintings and ideas....
We played these games. Lifted pictures frame by frame. When death came to fetch me, I tangled him in my web. Smiled.
On desert dunes, I stroll alone, Amidst a sea of burning stones. Beneath the fiery sun's relentless glare, I walk endlessly, with words of prayer.
Old bonds strain against the weight of flesh, two souls are bound by cosmic forces, delicately balanced between fire and shadow.
At the barrier of Many Faces, a soul shrouded in gold ventures into an ethereal realm. Dreams rise like mercury, elusive and untold, while koi swim in spirals beneath closed eyes, weaving memories that flicker, fade, and endure.
Caves, time machines, and a conversation with a dear friend. Change is inevitable. What is your catalyst?