deep in the deeper

There is the black hole where my muchness comes from. It's like being in a pool all by my self all alone and it goes on for miles. I keep trying to physically see it. So much of it is the muchness. I ponder all these directions and how they breath and are but I don't know if the definition exists in words.

lost and found

I was looking for envelopes and found this tiny canvas and had to paint on it naturally. Acrylic has this super power to it. It pulls you and sings on a brush across a canvas.