In meditation we sit closely inside the mystery which so many find uncomfortable, embracing our suffering and our fears. In setting aside distractions we risk despair – but we find meaning. Or, at least, meaningfulness. In that vulnerability, unprotected by distractions, we find the richest grace.
In the creation of contemplative art we find the substance that is silence, and marvel at the phenomenon of life itself. The joy of this art lies in the simple fact of its incontrovertible presence.