I find my country girl soul dragging tumbleweeds back with me from my trips to the desert. I bring them to my apartment in the center of this urban jungle, and I find myself collecting presents, evidence and clues from the Mother in the form of leaves and bark, they're here to nourish and heal my spirit. It is like choosing life for me. Tuning into the creative, always brings me in touch with the wonder of creation, the brilliance of nature. That search for loving and wonder always takes me to the female form, the torso, Nature's loins and my curiosity about sexuality/ sensuality as a gateway to creation, as an expression of Loving.
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I love creating environments that help my soul sing, environments that resemble the moist uterus of the earth; environments which humbly attempt to catch the tinkerbells and the rainbows and amplify them to remind me of the magic inside out
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I enjoy constructing pathways
through which one can enter
other dimensions,
come closer to our center
our core
The core of our vulnerabilities
the threshold to our courage
these tumbleweeds have rolled into my life
carrying a message in the sweet folds
of their thorns
Relaxing into these female torso forms
And I
have attempted to
dress them up a bit
to enhance their personalities.
