The Crossing, back in stock
I have never experienced sleep as rest.
When the day loosens its grip, something else takes over. Instinct becomes more articulate. The psyche moves without explanation.
The horse appears to me as the figure of that movement. Force without speech. Direction without narrative.
A painting about where the self goes when no one is watching.
Empty studio tempting me to paint some more. We gotta fill these walls up!!
Almost done with the ones on these two and let’s see how long it takes me have this place covered
Photos by: @klaratab
Back in the studio with my prints that are back in stock!! Select prints will no longer be available soon, don’t miss your chance I get so sad when you get sad !!!
Photos by @klaratab
I usually see creativity as more of a habit, a muscle you have to work, rather than something you wait for. But every now and then, the muses whisper in your ear, and things just fall into place. That’s exactly what happened here. A few days ago, a dear friend texted me, saying I had something I needed to release, and I should do something with it. The Sleep is what emerged.
The sleep- back in stock for a limited time!!!
