It seems I am not yet finished with A faulty construct. Now it has morphed into As above, so below.
If you take a look at my posts, you will see a pattern emerge: I simply grab whatever calls to me at the moment and run with it. (Can you call that a pattern or a perpetual lack of one?)
I have always read the same way. Looking back, I feel there was always “guidance,” so I trust the same force is operative within the sphere of art. And, of course, the reading and art, the thinking and feeling, the mind and the hand ~ all work together.
It seems fitting that “a faulty construct” has morphed into “as above, so below.”