Erratic marks drawn with the woman’s sacred entrance, my sacred entrance - as the hand that held the brush -
Patterns became triangles as intersecting points became dots to join in my minds eye - which then became lungs -
I see geometric patterns and shapes hung in between the unseen spaces - they make an appearance through my work. This crystallized form in super symmetry became lungs - the form created by God - animated into movement by the Goddess - as She breathes, ‘thing’ becomes being.
“And the Lord Goddess formed man of the dust of the ground, breathed into their nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.”
