Perhaps everyday we live our own heaven. I don‘t associate myself as a member of any particular organized religion, although I did attend Catholic school as a kid. That experience gave me a foundation in old world knowledge, but I abandoned the label.
Alas, I never felt that I was a spiritual refugee — searching for a religion. There’s a higher sense of living previously or a calmness in the unknown. Not sure why, but that’s how I interpret my days. There’s a positive feeling of abandonment, moreover, freedom, in not tying myself to a a religious affiliation.
In this painting, our spirits are venturing towards a place, a concept, a world. Perhaps set in a theatre or a silent film, the apparitions are left to their own accord — just moving through their own heavens.
