What if art was just a moment spent dropping colours onto water and paper and finding out later that it contained a hidden message only your present and open minded self could decipher?

I thought I wanted to teach others to see it too. But I’m realising that I cannot do that for anyone. Only they can see, if they choose to see. And no teacher can show them that, except themselves and the teachers they already contain within them.  If you seek an answer, you will find it, just be open to seeing it in all its many types, shapes and forms. 

This website will expire along with its next expiry date.

I choose to go inside until re-emergence is called for. If it is called for. 

Creative living.