The Veil

Secrets that love to suprise you

This is the portal of secrets. I made it standing up, in the midst of uncertainty. A commitment to myself to listen. I felt abandoned. But I needed to set an intention.

It was the colors that first drew me to the images I chose. That golden shimmer on silver ice, the idea that creatures have heartbeats alongside mine. The ripples of being alive. The entropy of being in this kind of existence.

My loss of faith

My grief, always hovering somewhere in the corners of my mind.

I found myself with ripped magenta fragments and pale pink, but they faded to the discard pile and silver blue emerged, the sunlight edging in from the sides.

I love how colors find you, tempt you, invite you to try more.

Hares, repeating, dreaming of themselves. Secrets, but they aren’t secret, animals talk to us. We just have to listen to them. It is a surprise, but only because we have vast doubts of their voices.

My commitment solidified, I will believe in you. Creatures in the silver silence, that I was always taught to scoff at, the truth of the heartbeat of the rippling surface of the earth. Creatures, deer, in the distance, finding, searching, for treasures deep in the forest.

I saw myself cutting away the unecessary bits of paper, finding lavender gray, seeing the portals greet me at the doorway to Autumn.

This image found me, in a moment of need, what more is there to doubt? Into September, the glistening garden, the dying light, a place where I can breathe, dream, hear their voices and remember what I believe in.

I hope you hear them speak in the spaces between when you forget you forgot what they say.

P.S. I can make a portal for you if you should ever want one.

Commissions.