The process of painting the fondest memory for a loved one is a deep and personal experience. It is probably the closest thing to time travel for me. Arriving at their sweet, succinct moment, I can feel the emotions once felt.
Today I paint in gratitude to Jean-Michel Basquiat, the Haitian-American artist from Brooklyn, New York. His history and art motivated me to let go of precision and comfort zones and instead explore vibrancy and playfulness in my art and soul.
"I don't think about art when I'm working. I try to think about life."
( - Basquiat)
This transformed my experience, elevated my love, and reassured my soul purpose. His use of color, primitivist symbols, and poetry strewn together to depict the struggles he li...
I had a dream earlier this week that I was having tea with BKS Iyengar, Frida Kahlo and Paramahansa Yogananda.
Could you imagine? All I remember was sitting in sunlight surrounded by bright floral wallpaper. We were sitting at a round table, drinking tea and laughing. I remember saying to them, "Don't hog all the biscotti, man!" I had wished I had recalled all the details of the conversation to later analyze it myself. I was a little disappointed that I didn't write it down when I woke. A little embarrassed that all I remembe...