Such a soft spark of light glimmers in the distance~
Reminds me of the lost shores of
wanting and remembering all
the turns it took to find the light.
Passages left lost while opening doors
never sought after or imagined possible.
A Glimmering hope of a life only dreamed….. Of paint, prose, travel and smiles.
Such a soft spark of light glimmers in the distance~
It’s been a while. My apologies. Things have Ben going well. The new house and garden are coming along very well.
I’m starting this post 5/7/15 hopefully I’ll post it today but if not at least we have a starting reference point. It’s Thursday here in the states. A beautiful sunny day as I write to you from the back garden.
I’ve been doing some painting on a few pieces one you’ve seen before but it’s taken a year to create.
I should have pressed the post button, I’ve been doing a small amount of painting or rather I painted a small painting:
1/2 birch panel
This piece was the first of many inspired by my new garden and new chance and chapter in my life.
**Garden flower inspiration
Collage of close-ups and original painting. As always Be Brave, Be Bold and Thrive in the life you have…
Talk to you all soon.
“A life in progress”
If you’ve never known love you should try it. It comes in many flavors, shapes and sizes. Some to be worn only after dark and others all year round.
Love being a thing one wants to hold onto comes in both a large and travel sizes so whether your on the go or staying in for a while love will be there when you need it, want to give it and have to keep forever.
Some love is heavy while others are lite. Some love stays forever and some touches us just for a sec to remind us why we are alive.
So if you’ve never know love then do so but be warned once bitten by the love bug nothing will ever be the same.
“Be brave, Be bold and Thrive in the life you have, you never know when things will change”
**original photo processed with Adobe and Instagram filter 2015 BMPStudio**
With such gentle touch does this flower open for a taste…
Soft silken petals wet from the morning mist….
Like waking from a warm dream
Embraced and cared for held safe and sound.
Such a feeling comes only from those who truly love us like the morning rain loves the sun or the leaves love the breeze. Oh to be touched deep within the heart without the fear of distrust or jealously.
Such lessons are the hardest after the mirror of innocence is broken. I search deep in my heart and soul to find the strength and love required to quiet these demon so I may stay to watch your flower grow…
“Be brave, Be Bold and Thrive in the life you have, we never know when things will change.”
My multi-talented guest today exudes calm and passion in equal abundance and I was delighted when Sue Vincent accepted my invitation to share her Defining Moments. During my research I came across some incredible interviews packed with information so today I am going give you a brief introduction to Sue’s life and work and then focus on what she considers those key times that impacted the direction her life was taking at the time.
Sue’s life has not all been plain sailing and in fact there have been times when tragedy and life’s events have resulted in a complete rethink in both lifestyle and location. It is clear however that these events also according to Sue, changed her outlook for the better and that love and laughter thrived.
We often joke about the North/South divide in the UK but Sue has experienced that for herself. Having made the choice…
Pondering Life an words we use.
They say that time held all wounds…. I wonder about that statement sometimes, often actually. I’m still waiting for the death of my father “2007” to become easier. I’m still waiting for the death of my best friend (1998) to become easier. I don’t think time heals all wounds I think it simply blurs the memory from painful to numb.
I think the same goes for the words we use with each other. When we react or make a statement out of anger or frustration or because we think our partner, friend, co-worker is strong enough to carry the burden of our frustration and anger we need to be very very sure because some day something will be said out of frustration or fatigue that will rock the foundation of that relationship to the point where time might not heal those wounds and most certainly not a fast as one might wish. So take it from me a guy who’s said a lot of things and made a ton of mistakes in his life. Be kind to each other, because there may come a time when those words you use will sever the ties that bind and bound that relationship and that my friends is truly a sad day in the universe. We as the human animals need connection and love an once that has been broken it takes a long time to repair.
It’s been a few since I’ve written and thought it polite to give a wee update. Katelyn and I moved to a very cute little cottage out south here in town. I’ll be able to set up an outside easel this summer as the yard is huge!
The house is small but has excepted us nicely it’s a 100 years old this year so we plan to show it great respect.
Here are some quick photos from around the yard.
Well it’s just after 6a here and it’s time for mass amounts of coffee and my meds. May all your dreams come true, I’ll be painting soon again and look forward to sharing the new creations and get back into selling and showing art. Here’s a blast from the past Circa 92′
Please remember to be kind to each other for you never know when one small act of kindness could mean the world to the person receiving it.
Until next time.
“A life in progress”
Life……. What a topic right.! It’s been nearly 3 years since I started this blog.
And the other day as I watched the waves crash upon the shore of one of my favorite Oregon beaches I realized my life has come full circle in the time of three years.
Continued: 4-1-15 Most of you know by now it takes me a few days to write these posts anymore, some because of my hands and this new iOS update that sucks….. Makes the keyboard split on my iPad.😡 Anyhow, I’m moving tomorrow.! Down town was a good place for me to blow off some steam and collect myself after the events of the last few years but the time has come to move to a “home” with a yard and neighbors with yards. There’s no question I miss a great many parts of my old life sadly I can’t change what happened I can only grow as a human, forgive my past and embrace my future.
I wanted to thank all of the people that have stayed with me on this journey from diagnosis with Young onset Parkinson’s disease,divorce, love, hate,failure and success. In the last few years Art and Parkinson’s disease have both crippled and set me free.for that I’m thankful everyday. Thankful and determined to fight this disease, thankful yet sad that it took a incurable progressive and degenerative neurological disease for me to clearly see what it’s like to truly live and love life to its fullest. Sorry for the sappy sentiment but ironically today 04-01-2015 known as April fools day here in the states is also the day that my government “Officially” lists me as permanently disabled :-/ Yay……. ( sarcasm ).
Well after a few (3) hours of sleep I’m up once again except today…… I sign for my new place I begin moving, healing and starting a new future full of excitement and hope. Soon I’ll be able to paint again with same passion I have for years I dare say this new chapter of life may be my most inspirational yet. On a parting note I’ll ask you all one thing that I’ve requested before, please do one kind thing today for someone who doesn’t expect it.
Until next time, be brave, be bold and thrive in the life you have for you never know when it will change.