The workspace was beautiful and inspiring!
As was the artwork created in the space...
I will not share all of my witness writing, but will include part of it below each image.
This felt familiar. I have done this before. I was scared then, and cried. I was not ready for the image... then. Now is different. I let the image come. I did not control it yet it did not control me.
The image quoted in the above text can be found here.
The green eye. I was not expecting her to appear. But I am listening. But she has no mouth, how can she speak? I am listening but still I hear nothing. My thoughts won't stop long enough to hear her. It is quiet. She is quiet. I wish I could turn her volume up.
Negative space. I started with an experiment, poking holes, forming circles. And then a butterfly wing appeared. It was much harder to duplicate-the wings are delicate and easy to break. They are not symmetrical like they are in nature. Instead it is flawed and uneven, rough and bumpy. There is beauty in the flaws, there is beauty in the imperfection.
We were then given the chance to look at all the pieces together and rework one of the images...
I chose to work on the drawing.
Well there you are. Huge lips raising from the fires. Still no image in the ball, but you have a mouth now. A big one to speak to me. I feel you were there all along. I feel you are speaking now.
I am so excited about this process and can't wait to share it with others.