As I worked on this piece, the idea turned into something quite symbolic... Between my grandmother having been re-diagnosed with lung cancer after a hopeful remission, a dear friend being diagnosed with stage IV colon cancer, and all of the other crazy nonsense going on all over our planet, I had been feeling the need to do a piece portraying the journey from our rooted darkness into the light, which in itself can hold many meanings, whether it is the process of dying or simply moving from sadness to a brighter perspective and healing. I'm not someone who watches the news and I certainly don't tend to dwell on half empty glasses, but we all have moments when things appear to be crumbling and we must gently remind ourselves that the great mystery is in charge, and that we are so lucky to have what we have in this moment. I like to think that this piece taps us on the shoulder and reminds us that no matter how dirty and messy things get, we can still dig for the light... and we will emerge with a greater respect for the sun.
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