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Newer entries, February 2021

Ik Onkar

This is Ik Onkar, the opening words of the faith I was raised in, the idea that all of it comes from one source. I drew it by hand, stroke by stroke, letting a single line wander until the whole symbol filled itself in. I keep it where I can see it, less as decoration than as a reminder of where to begin.

Ik Onkar, drawn by hand, one stroke at a time.

This is Ik Onkar, the opening words of the faith I was raised in, the idea that all of it comes from one source. I drew it by hand, stroke by stroke, letting a single line wander until the whole symbol filled itself in. I keep it where I can see it, less as decoration than as a reminder of where to begin.