Acrylic on canvas, 24″ X 30″.
Chief Seattle once wrote that man didn’t weave the web of life, he was merely a strand of it. He pointed out that ,”…whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.” That’s what I was grooving on when I painted this. The idea that if we allowed ourselves to be still long enough, then we would be able to look around and, you know, see ourselves in everything.
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I love this one–magical!