In the night, there are mysterious rights of passage that can both soothe and disturb.
The long, cold isolation of unbroken night, creates its own special kind of light.
Oil on Canvas
Stuck between a rock and a hard place, just enough light appears to reveal a path. I go forward only because I can't return - or remain.
Oil on Canvas
Memories and reflections have lost their turbulence with the passing of time, but not their depths.
Above the mountain there are the mists
the realizing person uses emptiness to accept people
inner accomplishment provides a foundation for outer stimulation and cheer
in the mists lies the hidden possibility of a meeting of two primal powers
-I Ching
