Your Soul Has Been Branded. Did You Even Notice?

True artists don’t make ‘art.’ They’re divine cowboys marking your invisible self.

What is a piece of art?

Note: I'd love to see your definition: What is a piece of art? (comment below) 👇

You’ll never see Art again the same after this, Art is transformative:

Is the tree coming from the seed? The World from the Word? The tree is already in the seed, and the world is already in the word. Then the art-piece is like an essence, but when the tree is fully grown, it is revelation. You can touch it; you can experience it. Art, for the soul, is the experience of what Is while time disappears, you forgot time for a moment, you’re just living the timeless. You cannot become the tree, but your soul can keep an imprint of it, one that chisels its ephemeral essence too.

The art-piece is the bridge between essence and manifestation. Like the glowing branding iron for the soul, it leaves an imprint of what is on the soul’s clay, carrying its image into the inner world. The art-piece is the eyes of the soul. But the imprint is not just a static memory, it’s alive.

Like a wing of an angel, the imprint elevates the soul to the imponderable realms of sacredness. It sheds the soul’s burdens and liberates it from the chains that keep it grounded. Simply put, art is God’s hand pulling the soul up to the heavens.

The artist never creates alone. Their art is part human, part divine, like the seed that gives the tree. God is in the seed; the artist is its keeper. Artists are divine harvesters and metanoic laborers. No art-piece is truly one unless, in the end, the artist says: "I don’t know how I did it. I couldn’t do it again. This is my unique child." Like God on the seventh day, every artist…no, every one of us! is merely a witness to Art.

Peering through the hole in the fabric of the universe, we feel and adore the divine essence.

Beauty