Something transposes maybe 1º, maybe even less, and suddenly I am all flow and intuition again.
At a surface level I don't know where I am or what I'm doing any more than I did two days ago, but now I find myself accessing a wordless, mind-less inner knowing that propels me forward with engagement, working as if in a different world altogether from the one where I usually reside.
Details of that inner knowing:
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Happy little birds in the sky :)
Catching a free ride on the air currents : )
ethereal landscapes of joy!
thanks, Jen! woo hoo!
I love the touch of orange yellow dots and the scribble signature! It's a gift that you can get back to intuition! I fund that quite difficult in later stages.
Carol, thanks for your comments. It was particularly helpful for you to note my return to intuition in the (way) later stage of this painting; you helped me step back to look at the whole process. With this particular canvas, which has a long history, with a long pause midstream, I went back and forth between intuition and my left brain several times in major ways. Finishing usually involves left brain at the helm, and I got increasingly cautious and thought-ful near the very end, but then I had one final flash of quick spontaneous intuition—it felt like a happy punctuation mark to my experience!
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