If I had to pick a season that inspires me as an artist the most, it would have to be fall. Not the bright colors, but the absence of in between - what isn't there like a good horror movie.
It's the phonics of words like onyx and obsidian, and midnight - the pinnacle of dark time.
It's the underneath where I see beginning, creation, possibility. To feel fear and be forced to empower primal senses in order to move ahead fully present, listening and feeling forward humbly on hands and knees, and then slowly rising to meet the great unknown as a warrior of light is a profound blessing.
The Black of Fall • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275