what is all the fuss about? why are artists worth so much in some circles of life and worth so little in others?
the answer is quite clear. and it’s not remotely to do with some magical mysterious talent…though it helps.
it’s about love.
yeah. and this applies to us all. artists happen to be some of the first in line to feel the edge of evolution. we go out on a limb so to speak, and bring back the psychic bacon…the soul food for nourishment of all.
we are arbiters of change and flying shamans. we are cosy in our bubbles where we see the cosmic dance played out before our inner retinas.
we put our visions down, fresh from the universal soup into some kind of reason upon canvas with all manner of colours and textures.
and those of us who know how to allow ourselves to love this weird thing that we do, know how to thrive. we are juicy and full of life because we’ve invested in our spiritual connection.
an artists job is merely to remind you who you are.
you are all the paintings and beautiful sunsets throughout time.
you are the dew drop on petal and the cold glint on metal.
you are light and being beyond this physical appearance, mere density of vibration.
a painting then, is like a map. if it resonates with you then it is yours to cherish.
talk to the artist. she wants to serve you. she wants to enliven your world with the visions she incubates.
without you, her audience, there is no reason.
sat nam. (truth is my name.)