Original Painting | River washes me | Crossing: 1.7 | 120 x 120 cm index_31212L This is the crossing where

This is the crossing where friction with the world is genuine development happening without a witness

Over sustained viewing

with flowing yellow and purple washes anchoring the composition

The real shape

A figure stands on a sunlit rock ledge overlooking a green rock pool

Original Painting | River washes me | Crossing: 1.7 | 120 x 120 cm index_31212L This is the crossing whereTitle: River washes me Paradox: Surrendered but not yet awake The Story I swam in a river that did not care about me. It did not care about my stories, my efforts, my identity. The water was cold and old and completely indifferent. That indifference washed me cleaner than any intention. I stopped trying to be someone the river recognised, and the river washed what was left. The Crossing Crossing 1. 7 Dormancy via Living Dao The Body Surrenders. The