When life gets monotonous and monochromatic don’t get used to it. For things of colour are always concealed like a lotus in an overgrown pond. The artist urges to find our colour and break the monotony.
Three points, one truth— mind, heart, and infinite sky. Each angle holds a mirror, reflecting the others without end. At the summit, silence reigns. At the base, creation blooms. Between them flows the current of all that was, is, and will be— the universal, undivided gaze.