Flight

The Flight of the Magdalene

I have few words left in me tonight. It’s been a weekend full of art, writing, designing, thinking about ideas and just living those perfect days that point to the ideal life. Drawing is a prayer, painting is a prayer, living is a prayer. And every night, I visit this space where I am with myself, with my art, and with the friends that come by this blog in search of the Magdalene.

Tonight I found the Magdalene in full evening flight, kissing the Holy Spirit in her dream life in the sky.

This is a card for my friend, penpal and Magdalene brother, Jerry. It’s about time I write to him again.

With Mary Magdalene, I too fly, and let myself into the surreal images that come to mind when I really try.