Fire

It’s quite exciting to me, as I make these posts, I feel life as Alex changing and releasing. I’ve been storing up a lot of old work and now I want to make space for what’s trying to come through in the present. It’s pretty uncomfortable and exposing for the small self to be sharing this work in the abyss. I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s a great practice of surrender and learning to relax. In playing and posting I can feel all the places where I can let go more and how much I want to be in flow and rhythm and let the energy of my creative work move into the world into new forms and shapes. Let life decide where and how it lands. After I wrote the last post it felt really easy and joyful to burn this image and a fun process to share. It felt spontaneous and visceral after the sitting and writing and editing of the work before. It also felt connected to the writing - following that desire to set the work on fire gave expression for a part of me that was fed up of all words. It was fun, messy, irreverent, joyful, careless and freeing. In some cultures the burning of art is seen as the way to release its power into the world. I like that. I also like burning things and watching the literal transformation so it was great.