Yesterday at a stop sign I watched a woman walk across the street. I saw the dance between the street and the woman as they separated and then came back together. And yet I was surprised that I couldn't sense any weight to her.
We don't see weight. We don't see anything beyond what is there. Then we start adding what we know and we are suddenly not seeing anymore, but caught in our preconceptions.
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2nd piece from Jungian Art Expression workshop
Big head, little body. Continuing the theme of the relationship of inside/outside with the inside escaping to the outside. Or is it visa ver...
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read Epictetus!
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