Oil on Panel
It is written that all things are connected by a golden thread, all part of a master tapestry. That which isn’t easily visible plays as large a part as the rest, and maybe more easily. The network of thread-like mycelium under our feet sends and receives messages, nutrients and medicines and information inter-species and we would not be alive without it. All is mysteriously and purposely woven together in a way that serves our best interest. The intelligence of this entire system is mind boggling and as the is painting took shape over many months I started feeling like its steward. The music, the stars, the creatures, the heart of the matter, the sutures of our skulls, the trails of blessings between us that knits us together…grace upon grace.