34x34 Art Resin coated, acrylic/ glitter/ gold leaf/ canvas. Framed, ready to hang. 

How will it be when we find out it was all a dream? And that every perception of separation, hatred, fear, and sickness was only the ego playing out a reactive hologram created only by our thoughts? What if none of it was happening to us, but more so as a result of us? To me, Earth is a planetary truckstop. Levels from all over the galaxy, stopping shortly to learn lessons of duality and density. Lately, it’s heavy, the chaos and separation. I believe so many of us share the feeling, the exasperation of when is the gig up? It sure feels close. 

What if everything we see as outside of ourselves that we don’t like is just a version of our innermost being that we don’t want to deal with? What if it were being shown to us so we could understand we weren’t separate, and we could clean up the karma? What if when we clean up our karma, it advances everything on this planet?  What if there was no “out there” or “them?” What if all of your crippling anxiety was actually a pure creative frequency with an unlimited capacity that keeps getting stuck in shame and judgment? 

What if this was all a game? Would you laugh at your silly dream and move along? Or remain deeply disturbed and perplexed with the pieces as they fell away? Perception is always a choice. 

I wanted to make a portrait that felt like home, and not as I know and perceive it in this body with this very limited capacity. The true essence of unity, playfulness, and absolutely nothing being at stake. 

Because what if all this stress was just a dream? A dream that I had the opportunity, every single day, to shift and see beyond. Who would I be? How would I be? 

This is a portrait of beyond, within.