My cosmology according to my paintings:
In my paintings there are always angels, animals trees and cities.
Usually the animals are most aware of the angels, aside from a few kids.
All the planes or dimensions are occurring at once, but few can see them all.
But there is always one top hatted character walking a tight rope between worlds—Chagall like, but wearing sunglasses. He can even see that the sky is made up of musical notation, and as long as he fixes his gaze at the sun to which he is wire walking, he can see nearly everything…..
My cosmology (to be sung with musical accompaniment as spoken word)l
A man on a prayer tight rope in the sky between earth and Sun
Animals and angels seeing one another around him…
Walking through a sky made of musical notes
Ascending towards a Sun with people as its rays-all wearing hats
And no sunglasses. The earth and Sun
Sharing colors but the Sun is the source of color for the other
Cities and seas below
Creatures with eyes looking upwards
The man staring straight at the sun and listening to the notational music
Slowly his sun glasses fall to earth
And the wire vanishes as he gets closer…
At least that’s the cosmic narrative in my paintings!
I trust it is so. I have always seen angels, and even watched
Animals watching them too. And I’m sure every animal responds
To the breath and music around us all. So many veils
For people though, good to know the veil on the temple we now are,
Has been torn open. And artists know at least that much.
They see as all prophets did, many dimensions simultaneously occurring
And that these planes of existence are interconnected.
That little tight rope walker knows at least that much.
My paintings told me so.