Swathed with oil paint on the surrounding photographic paper, spreading onto the surrounding mat on which the image is left of center...this image is akin to the metamorphosis of awareness, the dying and waking moment, and conscious fluidity in line with Tibetan Buddhist tradition and belief. All of consciousness, especially within the scope of Tibetan Buddhism, is ephemeral in nature. In fact I'd argue that through this lens the word ephemeral has little meaning, or at least specificity, in that it is akin to the word everything or anything. Here lies the "ephemeral," or lack thereof, nature of the image.

Film photograph, oil paint, painted matboard