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Acrylic on Canvas, 40″ x 30″ This is a landscape built from Heaven, Earth, and everything that moves between them (Qi). Purple is the color of Alchemy itself, the meeting point where the upper and lower worlds touch, where what is above and what is below stop being separate things and become one continuous field….
Acrylic on Canvas, 30″ by 30″ Jaye likes to joke that she can’t draw a straight line, and water, it turns out, agrees with her. Water never moves in a straight line, it bends, ripples, doubles back on itself, catches light from a hundred different angles at once. This is the Water Element, the Element…
Acrylic on Canvas, 40″ x 30″ There is a moment of choice that comes only after total peace has already been reached, after the soul has dissolved back into the wholeness that lies beyond this reality altogether, when something chooses to come back anyway. This is Stage Nine of Alchemy. Having touched the good stuff,…
Acrylic on Canvas, 30″ x 40″ Nothing here is forced into a hard line. White and blue overlap, bleed into each other, seep through rather than arrive fully formed, and that is exactly how self-discovery actually works. It is rarely a single moment of clarity. More often it is slow, overlapping, imprecise, one truth seeping…
Acrylic on Canvas, 40″ x 16″ *SOLD The Big Dipper is the ancient mediator between Heaven and Earth, the constellation the Chinese have long understood as humanity’s relationship to the vast guiding intelligence above us. Seven is the number of potential and pathology both, the number that asks every challenge you face the same question,…
Acrylic on Canvas, 30″ x 30″ There is a kind of light that only appears when something is ending, the brief, brilliant glow that comes just before the day lets go completely. This is the Metal Element, the alchemy of release, the truth that some of the most exquisite things can only be seen in…
Acrylic on Canvas, 18″ x 18″ There is a void inside the heart that is the doorway to a far Greater Void, the vast unformed nothing the Daoists call Wu, the source all things eventually return to and rise from again. We don’t reach the Greater Void by leaving ourselves behind. We reach it by…
Acrylic on Canvas, 40″ x 16″ The image moves off the canvas entirely, climbing past the edge, and you can’t quite tell if it’s ascending or descending, rising toward something or sinking into it. That ambiguity is the whole point of Stage Seven, the withdrawal into the cave, the place where the Alchemists once built…
Acrylic on Canvas, 36″ x 12″ The dragon does not always show itself. Look from one angle and it disappears into color, look from another and there it is, coiled and watching. This is the Hun, the part of us that knows past, present, and future all at once, the Oracle that doesn’t need to…
Acrylic on Canvas, 16″ x 40″ Beyond what the visible spectrum alone can hold, Water and Fire meet, and what arises there is ultraviolet, the color Alchemy itself lives in. This is a merger of two forces that seem opposed combining into something that could not exist without both of them. This ultraviolet point is…
Acrylic on Canvas, 40″ x 16″ There’s a song that warns you not to go chasing waterfalls. Jaye disagrees. Go chase them, again and again, if that’s what it takes, until you’ve stood in front of so many that you start laughing every time another one appears around the bend. This piece holds that joyful…
Acrylic on Canvas, 36″ x 12″ There is no boundary in consciousness, no clean edge where you end and everything else begins, even though most of life convinces us otherwise. In this piece, the meditator and the energy around them share the same color, the same field, because at the depth of real meditation, separation…
Acrylic on Canvas, 30″ x 30″ There is a threshold most of us rush past every night, the soft static between waking and sleep where the mind begins to loosen its grip and the body lets go before we do. The Daoists call this the dimension of the Po, the place where a bit of…
Acrylic on Canvas, 40″ x 16″ This is what wind looks like from the inside, not something happening to you but something moving through you, asking you to bend before it asks you to break. In the Wood Element, wind isn’t an intruder. It’s an invitation. Wood is the element of growth, of reaching upward…