While I’m making art, I enter a white room where nothing exists but the projects. My pain and anxiety is outside of the door. I’ve spend so much time in this room especially during my hard time.
Last couple years has been hard for everyone, I constantly found myself wanting to lock myself in the room and keep making art, so that I can keep sending good vibe. Then one day I realized that it is like a prayer.
I’ve been focusing on making art to rise the vibrations, or lift the anxiety and worries. While I’m moving my fingers, I’m praying for peace and ease for whoever sees my art.
I thought repetitive motions of making flowers made perfect sense for this project. These golden flowers flatters my heart and there was only pure joy in creating them.