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Just because my body was present in the classroom, never meant I was. I was floating with the clouds, beyond the prison like frames of the windows. I have tried to live in the ways taught, it cracked me open to my deepest knowing. I AM CLOUD. I see in CLOUD. I feel in CLOUD. I am CLOUD. Connected to everything and nothing. I am not coming down. Life is beautiful here.
‘If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in a sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there can be no rain; without rain, the trees cannot grow; and with out trees, we cannot make paper. The cloud is essential for paper to exist. If the cloud is not here, the sheet of paper cannot be here either.’ Thich Nhat Hanh
CLOUD
White ink and charcoal on Fabriano Artistico 300gsm Hot pressed
CLOUD
White ink and charcoal on Fabriano Artistico 300gsm Hot pressed
CLOUD
White ink and charcoal on Fabriano Artistico 300gsm Hot pressed
CLOUD
White ink and charcoal on Fabriano Artistico 300gsm Hot pressed