My heart is a ball of fire. It engulfs. Ignites. Illuminates. Sparks populate the night sky, dance over water, melt frozen masks and reveal vulnerable inner truths ― mine and others.
My head is a cool ocean ― turbulent on the surface but calm and eternal underneath. The water shifts ideas, rearranges them, recycles them, sometimes crashes them into rocks on the shore.
My soul is the wind, ever present but made visible only by what it moves.
— heidi kalyani, 2016
from the *nothing is black and white* project: illustration created out of meditation with a single unbroken line