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My artist and poet friends will attest to this. Creation comes from a place unknown. The word ‘creator’ in this context is an illusion. 

I think consciousness does not sit in the mind, the mind sits in consciousness. 

I want the brush to express pure profusion of life, that which I have never seen within the tether of my outward bound perception. 

इस नज़र की फ़क़त ये है हद ,

अदना इस गिरफ़्त-ए-नज़रिये से रिहा दे....

The complex layers of this piece have been built over several months. When the last layer was completed , I put two frosted lines across it. I broke her ego, she must realize she is mortal.

Piece is 38 by 46 inches.

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