RAIN STORY

RAIN...flowing, fluid, fresh. I melt into the interior of this painting. I feel safe as if I am returning to the womb, to the center of all. Contained in this deep violet-y purple innermost marrow is the essence of light.

Unwavering, enduring, steadfast. Space is held for me within the descending...or ascending...vertical rivulets. Interconnected triads of fuchsia feel like boundaries allowing only light and love to fill this solitary soul.

This is simply my experience of Rain at this moment. Another moment will elicit a varying interpretation. Turn the painting horizontally and Rain disappears into a radically altered experience.

What might you be experiencing?

XO

Lisa L.

SHOP RAIN COLLECTION