“I think one’s art goes as far and as deep as one’s love goes.” – Andrew Wyeth

Love is mixed throughout our body in the ever expanding universe at HQ, as it feeds our burning desires round the clock, and in other dimensions of the space-time continuum, as we feel into one of our favorite maxims: “All limits are arbitrary.”

Here at the studio, we feel art like we resonate with acoustic performances and the love lettered fragments of Sappho simply because there is no separation between art and life. Since feeling is first a full-bodied nuance, why dwell on the syntax of things?

Wyeth said, “Art to me is seeing. I think you have got to use your eyes as well as your emotions, and one with out the other just doesn’t work.”

In the art of living, one’s beingness cultivates a rich perspective the deeper it cuddles into the heartspace, tends to the eternal flame there, runs breath along its textures and articulations, and feels the great love of aliveness mixed throughout the cosmos of the body. And, as the inner world courses the frontiers of consciousness, we may find that our singularity meets the outer world at a blurred boundary of experience of ‘Where do I begin? Where do I end?’

OX’s for three weeks past forever,

The complete-unto-herself singular girl and Chief Curator of the Creative Inferno at AP HQ.

PS. Have these letters bewitched you body and soul? Do you read them like a treasure trail, seduced by all the hidden links, eager for more.yes.please?

Some things are better the more people you share them with: forward to friends, family, lovers and that cutie pie that was standing next to you earlier today, and have them sign up here, so they don’t miss the beatbeat from my heart to theirs.