Baptism of Color

I have a fascination with rituals.

Rituals create a sense of order in my existence.

Mystery is the essence of my being.

Autism brings its own beauty

not bound by constraints of time and order.

Inhabiting a world of chaos,

a world where the outcome is

no more relevant than the beginning.

The most sacred of my rituals involve water.

Immersing myself I return to primordial memories.

In the Tao, feng shui, elements of wind and water

create the basis of all harmony.

Water has no bones and cannot be broken

or contained... always in the movement.

The paintings are a record of a brief life

when the water, paper, color

and I engage in a ritualistic dance.

Impossible to control rain.

Surrendering to the water.

The paper comes to life.

Moving pigments separating and blending.

No time to think

Like the calligrapher I am not a writer of words.

The colours have their own language.

For a moment we are one entity

where the outcome is random... beyond explanation.

When the ritual is finished

the remains become a relic of the moment

 

Stevens Vaughn

 

 

When the ritual is finished

the remains become a relic of the moment

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