New Painting Release: Magdalene

Magdalene is part of my new Matter series, which investigates the dimension between ether and nether which manifests as the material phenomena of the illuminated vibratory matrix.  In the Magdalene painting, I explore the complex layers of what we have come to understand, or perhaps not understand, as the Anima and the feminine energy coursing […]

Message from the Urushi God and the Art of Kintsugi

There is a deeper mystery here.  I could not sleep as the rashes on my hand and face burned and itched and throbbed all night long.  So, I decided to get up and listen deeper to the pain.  Perhaps there was a message being communicated to me.   It was 4:00 AM.  I wiped the calamine lotion […]

DeSign: in Search of the Sign to Manifest the Sacred

I have often been intrigued by the origin of words.  There is so much hidden in the etymological roots of words. And the origins of the sounds form phonetic roots of each word.  What is profoundly fascinating to me is the linguistic lineage of words. Additionally, the intersection of cultures and civilizations that have contributed […]

Fractal Geometry in Nature, an inspiration for a new painting

Wave patterns as an inspiration for a new painting. The fractal geometry in nature.  Air fluidly moving across the surface of the lake; in addition to the rippling waves against the shore and fallen trees. This causes infinite layers of fractal geometries…  I sometimes wonder how the ripple of many lives and individuals crossing each other’s paths overlaid onto the […]

Synchronicity and Revelation; a Homage to Mars

Today an Oracle offered me synchronicity and revelation that the God of War himself, Mars, stood in opposition to my path since the beginning of my life. In many ways this explains the challenges I have faced, sometimes insurmountable, sometimes, well, a mouse chasing its tail in a dense maze of fog. As I sat there, somewhat devastated with […]

Fictional Short Story: Ruby in the Notebook

After more than twenty years of not having seen my father, after growing up without him, missing him, yearning for him, and watching my friends play with their dads, with my only respite being lingering faded memories of him holding my hand in the cold of winter in the streets of London when I was […]