At the end of “The Prophet,” in the company of the seeress Almitra, Almustafa bids farewell to the people of Orphalese, speaking of the misty nature of wanderer. But also about comings again, and truth and the fulfillment of love. “It is life in quest of life in bodies that fear the grave,” he says preparing to board his ship. This reminded me sirens and butterflies and the ‘circle’ of life and time that binds us to it…

A recent re-reading of Khalil Gibran’s “The Prophet” got me thinking about journey’s recently, beginnings and endings. I’ve been in the studio a bit lately as well, going through some old family photographs, letters… bits and pieces of lives strewn across the globe with these vignettes of universality. A journey is an unwritten story… and that’s the inspiration behind this small collage I recently made.

“The Prophet” opens with Almustafa, stranded and coming to the end of his days, waiting “for his ship that was to return and bear him back to the isle of his birth.”