I have synesthesia (si.nun.stee.zhuh) the rare ability to hear and see color tempos. About 4 % of the population is endowed with this gift.
As you look into my canvas, squint your eyes until they almost close. Now, very, very, slowly open them and you will experience my painting process as I see and now allows you to see through your own windows to heaven.
Now, listen to gardens whispering music in your ears, The emotions of dew lingering on rose petals, as scents of wind-blown lavenders fill your nose.
Listen! See! Feel!
Consider the lilies of the field how they grow; they toil not; neither do they spin. Even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
