acrylic paint, colored pencils, oil pastels, and matte gel medium on muslin
"... And how did I find you? How strange my journey was! ... Give me your hand, my almost forgotten soul. How warm the joy at seeing you again, you long disavowed soul. Life has led me back to you. Let us thank the life I have lived for all the happy and all the sad hours, for every joy, for every sadness. My soul, my journey should continue with you. I will wander with you..."
acrylic paint, oil pastels, colored pencils, and matte gel medium on 90# stonehenge paper
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I should advise you to put it all down as beautifully as you can - in some beautifully bound book... Think of it in your imagination and try to paint it. Then when these things are in some precious book you can go to the book and turn over the pages and for you it will be your church - your cathedral - the silent places of your spirit where you will find renewal. If anyone tells you that it is morbid or neurotic and you listen to them - then you will lose your soul - for that book is your soul.
Carl Jung advising a patient to paint her dreams and visions. ~from 'The Red Book'