I was working on an artist's statement today and writing, "...paper; fleet and quiet carrier of words and questions...an intent to look with an eye that sees both the mystical and the negligible as valid and acknowledges their equivalents and connections."
Fleet sources and thoughts. Belief in world's beyond our own perceptions. Beauty in the ability in people to create their own realities for whatever reason.
I keep thinking about an illustration of a wave I found in an old children's book and its caption
One day, the sea will overflow into the valley and roll over all...