Watching the waves come in induces a strange state of both mindfulness and self-disappearance. I become so aware of the nuances of form that I forget my self, and yet I feel so present – it’s an odd sensation. Time quickly follows every watery movement, and synchronistically stands still – it seems brief and eons long. Perhaps it’s these dualities that make wave and wavescapes so entrancing. I get lost in it all, and maybe that’s the point. Enjoy!
Both your words and your art are so beautiful in capturing this essence of water. What a pleasure to see them.
Thank you. I’m so glad you are enjoying the the posts.