The Quest Continues

The void, the great unconscious, the subtle energies which permeate all consciousness. Here is where the artist sets sail.

My voyage past the veil started at a young age. A fascination with what was unsaid, unseen, yet ubiquitous. I hoisted my sails and took off toward the horizon hoping to find truth. I traveled, I meditated, and experimented with modes of consciousness. My awareness was ripped, stretched, squashed, and decimated.

It was too much for me. I had broken the veil and came face to face with the writhing, surging, all powerful and indifferent force which underlies all matter and consciousness, and I was scared. Not scared as one is of monsters under the bed, or of the darkness, but terror, true fear, of that which was at the heart of this universe, and it was not what I had wanted to see. I was too young, too naive, to truly integrate and understand my experiences.

I just dropped everything. I threw out my supplies, burned my photos, and tried to recompense and reorient by switching my education from one that was art focused, to one based and rooted in science.
 Hard facts, ratios, rationality, they became my gods. All the while that swirling void of catastrophic power whispered.

"Nothing is true, all is permitted."

It seems that now, nine years later, I am ready to set sail again. I'm bringing provisions, I'm raising the sails, and am indifferent to the time of my arrival, or return.

So lets begin at the beginning, and I hope you enjoy the journey.