I PAID FOR IT TO PELE

PLASTER, ASH, GRAVEL, PASTE

PIGMENT, INK, BISTER

THIS WAS THE PIECE WHERE IT ALL CAME TOGETHER.

UP AND OUT

ALL THE CLINGING AND JUMPING. THE DESCENDING AND TRANSCENDING. LOOKING TO THE SKY AND LAYING IN THE DIRT. FEEDING THE FIRE AND READING THE SMOKE SIGNALS.

ALL. OF. IT > HAD BEEN PERCOLATING.

AND THEN, A MOMENT:: POSSESSION, OF CLARITY. BREAKING THROUGH.

IT WAS DORMANCY MEETS ERUPTION, CAPTURED.

MY ART WAS NEVER THE SAME. I WAS NEVER THE SAME.

AND THAT WAS OK.

ART AS A SAFE PLACE. BEAUTY AN ANTIDOTE.

🌋

IT WAS MY BIG 3 > ARI/PIC/CAP

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