Playing Ping-Pong with Destiny
My first spirals were the amazing tongues of chameleons and my first horsies the large backs of land tortoises. Across the hill, the "Palace of the Queen" clearly was an enchanted faery castle. In the garden, a native palm tree would spread its leaves like a sacred fan offered to Heaven. And all over the land, banana trees would provide succulent lollipops, while the local "zuma" market displayed fabulous piles of foods, fabrics and life in all colors... Such tempting toys to touch, smell and taste... that little Aya got nicknamed "Doigt Devant" ("Finger Forward"). A land and a time where all senses were woven together in a magical synaesthesia of Beauty... But, in the countryside, crocodiles would bring an uneasy thrill and, on the sea side, sharks would lurk outside the swimming parks. Life definitely had many faces!
A caring family -providing love and safety.
Back in Paris, France, the first school experience came on the breeze of creativity: attending a Montessori school, young boy aya delighted in exploring shapes, colors, textures and their endless & magical combinations. What beats weaving patterns of colorful ribbons, when one is attending school?
As a teen in Aix-en-Provence (South of France), the playfulness got progressively boxed into a social identity called "I", defined by opposition to "others" and the "world". And "I" would still be gifted with going once a week to piano and art lessons, thus learning the basics of standard musical & visual arts... But, later on, in my high-school and Paris student years, there was no more time to spend (waste?) on art, creative dreaming or outings into nature. The focus, instead, was on following serious socio-cultural tracks: classical humanities, human & political "sciences", oriental languages... "The more mind, the better" was becoming the tacit credo of my growing ego, deluded in believing what "I" was "taught". Mind-in-the-head was the new king in town, deceivingly appearing as all-knowing. Destiny was escaping me... and the dome of heaven flattened into a succession of blank ceilings...
Those were long and colorless years. The only rose windows were flights into poetry and escapades into the faery-lands of young romance.
Explorations into Artistic Creativity
My first real artistic activation occurred in Singapore, where I was working at my first (and last) "career job": Assistant to the Cultural Attaché at the French Embassy. After many years of arduous dedicated student life, I was at last provided with financial security plus free time and was thus able to re-open the doors of my creativity and re-expand my windows of perception. This translated into a series of vividly colored works in various media and culminated in a group exhibit at the French Cultural Center. I realized then that maybe I was an "artist", whereas my academic studies and official career made me a "foreign service agent". At work, I would feel stripped of my basic freedom of speech and life-style, a mere puppet. At home, I would have feasts of writing, drawing, coloring and dancing...
The tension grew within my being until, finally, I decided to quit my "career" in order to pursue a life journey dedicated to the spirit of my Self and the spirit of my Art. Destiny was coming closer and beckoning, benevolently... A new inner smile brushed upon my heart.
A year of free wandering followed: India, Nepal, Afghanistan... all the way back to France where I felt like a complete stranger, unwilling to go back to the prison of a professional job and longing, instead, to explore the new budding worlds glimpsed within my being.
At any point of honestly looking at Who We really Are, life is like starting anew, calling forth unsuspected wonder, joy and energy...
Eventually ending up in Soho, New York, I was thrilled, in this urban art oasis, to explore the many free materials to be found at the doors of small factories. No specific art style yet, just a wild adventure into who I was as an artist... and a process of "sculpting my way through space" that stripped away the outer layers of ego and culture obliterating the light inside.
I was then ready to answer the call of another Mother: California. Moving to the Bay Area, I finally stopped resisting my strong attraction for the spiritual and sacred arts, while still pursuing my personal creations. Recovering spiritual horizons lost since late childhood, the Seeker was home again and rapidly expanding beyond body and personality, in the company of trance channels, psychic readers and spiritual healers. Destiny was smiling again, widely... and my being was dancing the original Tai Chi.
Over the next few years, I sought the union of Spirit, Art and Culture, sitting and dancing with many variegated teachers. Traveling back and forth between the US and Europe, I became a writer and ambassador of new global cosmic conscious ways, grounded in peace and respect for Life...
Mandalas, as tools for meditation, were certainly pointing to the direction of Oneness. But it was not enough for me to know of the sacred artistic ways of established traditions: I certainly was not inspired to just duplicate them. What I wanted was to keep and honor their spirit while re-creating new forms, colors and symbols that would speak to the people in our contemporary global culture. And so, I just set about deepening my spiritual perception... all the while playing with my compass, markers and grid paper... and unknowingly rediscovering the perennial wisdom of Sacred Geometry.
In 1985, I was settled in Santa Monica canyon when the StarWheel Vision came on the wings of grace. It was in response to a spirit quest and completely focused me on birthing the StarWheel babies... starting a Family...
The StarWheel Manifesto
You the Ultimate Mandala
My Present from Spirit (The StarWheel Creation Process)
Two Job Requirements (Walking the Radiance)
Who We Are (The StarWheels as Mirrors of Self)
From Inside Out (The StarWheels as Holographic Fields)
Interacting with Inner Vision (The StarWheels as Yoga of Perception)
Dimensional Doorways (The StarWheels as Stargates)
The New Global Civilization (Being an Artist in the 21st Century)
Sacred Traditions (The Revival of Sacred Arts)
- Series I 1985-1986 Santa Monica, CA
- Series II 1987-1988 Santa Monica, CA
- Series III 1989-1990 Santa Monica, CA
- Series IV 1991-1992 Santa Fe, NM
- Series V 1993-1994 Santa Fe, NM
- Series VI 1995-1996 Ridgway, CO
- Series VII 1987-1998 Sedona, AZ
- Series VIII 1999-2000 Sedona, AZ
- Series IX 2001-2004 Sedona, AZ
- Series X 2005-.... Sedona, AZ
Paradise on Earth
At the dawn of this millenium, the resonating call within is to birth a live Mandala:
the StarDome Mandala School of Sacred Arts.
The keywords here are:
- Community - the Sacred Mandala Circle of Life
- Harmony between Body Temple & Planet Temple through eco-green life-styles
- Oneness with all Creation - the Source-Fountain of Ecstasy within
- Children - the Hope Bearers of the Self
I believe that Perfection is evolving its sacred ways
through the current personal & global adventures.
At this time, it is essential to focus ever deeper inside
and to keep learning our soul lessons about:
- Co-creating a new global reality of Loving Light
for the next generations... The Earth Paradise re-entered...
- Choosing thoughts & beliefs of spirit empowerment,
hopeful solutions and heart kindness.
- Manifesting emotions & behaviors from conscious thoughts & desires
- Following our spiritual bliss as beings of light & love
- Holding hands & sharing hearts
Now that "I" become "We" again
while getting a permanent taste of the Nectar of Life,
we can only come closer & closer,
dance in Celebration
and deliciously shiver as we realize that we will never end.
and yet it’s already done: