Back in the studio after these months of travel and teaching.
All so very good, all so very fascinating.
All so very visually and intellectually cacophonous. 
I am overwhelmed by the complexity and contrasts… Sounds, scents, colors, cultures.. . From  the Libyan Sea to Lake Powell, Chora Sfakia, Crete, to Bullfrog Utah. And in between, the abundant garden, the intensity of kid's workshops in my studio.

Now trying to settle down, sift through the summer's stimuli…
to see what's most important in the remaining reflection as the ripples smooth.

Trying to touch my own soul, reach right down into the center of my being and find a core of truth.
Just the simple act of dipping the brush into the paint and putting it on the canvas… a ritual of reconstruction, of growth and acknowledgment. A meditation.

Back in the studio after these months of travel and teaching.
All so very good, all so very fascinating.
All so very visually and intellectually cacophonous. 
I am overwhelmed by the complexity and contrasts… Sounds, scents, colors, cultures.. . From  the Libyan Sea to Lake Powell, Chora Sfakia, Crete, to Bullfrog Utah. And in between, the abundant garden, the intensity of kid's workshops in my studio.

Now trying to settle down, sift through the summer's stimuli…
to see what's most important in the remaining reflection as the ripples smooth.

Trying to touch my own soul, reach right down into the center of my being and find a core of truth.
Just the simple act of dipping the brush into the paint and putting it on the canvas… a ritual of reconstruction, of growth and acknowledgment. A meditation.