“So many are alive who don’t seem to care. Casual, easy, they move in the world as though untouched. But you take pleasure in the faces of those who know they thirst. You cherish those who grip you for survival. You are not dead yet, it’s not too late to open your depths by plunging into them and drink in the life that reveals itself quietly there.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

Beginning of a sketch of Melissa Cai, I always draw eyes bones and flowers in the morning before digging into my heavy projects in painting/etc. I love drawing eyes because the gaze of a person says so much, you can literally see the history of their heartbeats in the landscape of their iris. #myart #mywriting #mikamae #mikamaejones #sketch #warmingup

You have not grown old, and it is not too late
To dive into your increasing depths
where life calmly gives out its own secret.
—Rainer Maria Rilke

To draw or paint the essence of what is really there one has to abandon the convention of the mind completely.
You must to let go; let your eyes and hands connect directly to the images witnessed. Illustrate and wipe away, destroying the preconceived notions while revealing the truth that lies beneath. The more you push yourself, the more you are able to let go and trust instinct.
It’s better to let go as the energy you release can manifest in a creation that expands beyond your initial conception, while remaining so human in the fragile honesty nestled between the shadows.
I am trying to focus my energy on a spiritual revolution through art even if the revolution is only within myself. To create something so pure from within is one of the few things that satiates the hunger of the human condition.
Destruction is an easy and predictable route; the ability to create is where true freedom lies.
-excerpt from my journals. #selfportraitafterpainting #bindi #rilke #mywriting #healing #myart #mikamae #mikamaejones #mypath #artismylife

growing-orbits:

by Jack Gilbert

How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
and frightening that it does not quite. Love, we say,
God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we write, and the words
get it all wrong. We say bread and it means according
to which nation. French has no word for home,
and we…

h-ippievibes:

o-dyssea:

✯…♈ɴᴅɪᴇ, ﬡᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᔕᴘɪʀɪᴛᴜᴀʟ ℋᴇʀᴇ…✯

q’d

“She was always slipping out of dead skin to find something quite different underneath.”- from my writing
Work in progress.
One of many versions/drawings/paintings of this story…..

.Hecate was believed to be the cause for the condition of lunacy, which
the ancients believed was caused by her sending prophetic visions to
humanity through moonlight. As the moon sheds light upon the
night-time realms it reveals that which was hidden to the ordinary
eye. Everything appears subtly altered, colors wash out, and a scene
which appears ordinary in daylight can seem ethereal and frightening
at night. While today “lunatic” is a negative word meaning a
dangerous, crazed person, in ancient times being moonstruck was
considered a state of divine inspiration. While an individual might
appear confused and unfocused, often a stream of divine purpose
underlying their behaviour might be seen as well. They possessed an
insight that could only be gained by standing outside of normal
perception and crossing the boundaries of ordinary reality. Such a person was literally walking between worlds. Indeed, this was a
condition that was specifically sought for by aspirants seeking to
initiate into the deeper mysteries, as well as those seeking out prophecy, or performing magical workings.

“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by
making the darkness conscious.”-
Carl Jung

Art writing research by me unless otherwise stated-
#myart #mikamae #mikamaejones #workinprogress #lunacy #jung #hecate #occulthistory #myart #artismylife #prismacolor #psychology #death

“So this is where people come to live; I would have thought it is a city to die in.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke.

“Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something that needs our love.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

#losangeles #mywindow #mikamae #mikamaejones #perspective #esoteric #hecate #sunset #rilke #mysticism #healing #contemplatingjung

I can’t believe I fainted from the heat this afternoon. Seriously time to hydrate and consider the fact that I’m a creature of the north for a reason. :( #losangeles #toofuckinghot

The process, beginning of one if many prismacolor sketches by me #mikamae #mikamaejones #prismacolor #experimenting #myart #sketch #theressomuchidontpost #eyes