Japan Je t'aime
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Mixed Media Buddha
Me miro en el espejo y te pienso. Somos la misma imagen. Aspiro. Respiro. Medito.
Mandalas
When you paint Mandalas you go deep within...no space for anything or anyone else but the round journey that you are traveling.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
La Geisha
She stares in the mirror as her dresser ties her obi.
So many folds of muslin and silk cover her.
Her enormous black wig weighs on her head and the part of her beautifully powdered white neck in the back seems to be the only few inches of her that is exposed…that feels the light breeze coming from the open window.
She suffocates but keeps quiet. The heavy kimono weighs her down.
She enters the room and the men look with admiration. With lust. But what is it that they see? Can they unveil her layers one by one with their eyes? Until they get to the rawness of her skin. To the sadness of her soul?
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