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Ceci spoke the word "root" today during our backyard conversation under the blossoming pomegranate tree....a word that is sticking to my thoughts and feelings as I embrace the mad CHAOS of 'indulge'. There is in this spread so much overlapping and crossing of lines and colors that I feel as I look into it as if I am plunging into the dirt to extract the minerals from the soil. I want to suck in these words which we once poured onto this page in our quest to form the spark of creative collaboration. I want to drink their vitality with my straw. Yet, something now holds me back from disecting the ground as I am drawn to do. My sense is that in this page, I know there is incredible power. There is a certain sacredness here which leads me to a much more inward reflection. Like walking the path of a spiral on the ground, this page with so much insanity vibrating all within it leads me to want to shed the chaos, rather than focus in on it. As i walk the spiral of my thoughts, calming, clarifying, I receive a light of inspiration from this work. Reflecting into the biography of our work, revealing the roots of our time together and the work both visible and invisible which has proceeded through the years to bring us to this place of inspiring collaboration - it is energizing! It is so I believe because in this process of looking back with attention to each page, yes, it is wonderful to release the stories of time and places and people, that is thrilling, and more bright for me at this moment is the exhiliration that by engaging this reflective work, we are strengthening our current and potential work with layers of energy. Yeeha! And so, I leave this post, looking into the image of indulge for closing revelations... and I see the cutout of computer drones, labeled buyers and sellers, and in the center, we have written, INTERPRETERS - yes, we are interpreters of our own pathways on this day.
Blessings,
-J.
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~J~ I love the image of plunging into the dirt for the minerals deep within the layers of tundra, and, I love even more the choice to let the foundation be at peace, rather than unearth all the separate contributions that form the whole. these details are not to be explained, perhaps just to be discovered and added to the brew of wonderment. if you catch the word "shoe" or "seduced" then you can divine countless stories on your own. all the words from which this page began never wanted regulation, they were born to tease and muse and linger forever in the puddles after the first storm.
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I am feeling a strange sense of beginning while we embrace looking and thinking on this indulge page. The labyrinth keeps coming to my thoughts, a reflection of the top left image and of the sensations of looking within which this spread fosters for me. I am holding these thoughts currently in relation to making plans toward the sharing at UCSB in the fall. Mapping out a labyrinth with this work. A place to start and end that is the same but that travels immensely in between. Talk to you soon. Iam so grateful for the immensity of our work together. be well, -J.
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