When I was I boy I traveled the stars
On a bed with wings and chocolate bars
I soared with angels and fought with demons, changed the weather controlled all the seasons
When I was a boy I wandered the desert and gazed at the sky
I turned into a bird and learned how to fly.
I sailed in the oceans and swallowed a sea
Found my true evil she looked just like me.
When I was a boy a dream I was a man stable and sturdy healthy and strong
Now I’m a man and dream as I may
Something was lost to a far younger day.
There was a calm that came across the morning sky as if all the angels has sung at once.
My heart and head rested in this silence guided by dulcet tones of calm.
Hues is blue, gold and green washed over me as if the palette of god painted my soul it self.
My body rested from its pain,tremor and twisted long enough to hear the angels sing.
A gift of serenity, peace and calm I will cherish through out the day.
There be paint on these hands again!! Woot!! Here is a very brief look at my current work in progress.
And then another;
Here we are seeing just the first layers of color and texture. I intend to add a secondary layer of both color and texture at a later point using the same technique seen in the “Love Language” collection.”
Well then my dear friend and family I hope your all doing well. Much love and may all your dreams come true.
Started 3-6-15 ~
Each day I struggle to find words to express myself in a way that truly reflects the emotional content of my work. The thoughts, trials, burdens and joys that go into each painting I do. Often I find simply expressing how I feel in verbal form gets complicated and misinterpreted as my Parkinson’s steals my ability to hear my own tone and voice inflection. Or the social awkwardness as my face doesn’t often express the emotion I’m feeling at the time. “Smile and wave, just smile and wave” lol. Echoes through my head all day.
I’ve been out of town for a day plus visiting friends and looking for a new place to live. I’ve decided to carry on with the life I want the very best I know how these days. Soon I’ll be classified as “fully disabled” on April fools day here in the states 01-04-2015 lol. Ironic isn’t it.
Two days of random life stuff, a few more good pictures and some great memories but still no paint :( honestly I’m not motivated to paint here in this space anymore. It feels tainted in an odd way. Though many great things happened whilst living here, I feel done with down town. It’s time to put my “Big Boy” pants back on and put Humpty Dumpty back together. Being the human I am as my time with the paint takes a rest my desire to write starts to churn again. I’ve been thinking very seriously about writing “That book” everybody has been telling me for years to write. Who knows what I’ll do, honestly my partner and best friend and I have some much life to experience together that I’m not worried I’ll run short of inspiration for this lifetime and many others.
“Each day I love you more”
Well truthfully if I don’t post this now it’ll never happen so I’ll leave you with a few my thoughts. Live the life you want while you can, it’s in life’s nature to change so cherish each moment for next may and will bring change. Take the advice of those who love you unconditionally and love the ones you do with everything you are and ever wanted to be for it maybe your love that fills their cracks like no other.
As always, “be brave, be bold and thrive in the life you have.”
Sorry to have been absent as of late. Life yet again has taken an unexpected turn. But with some patience and some luck all things will work out just fine. Here’s a couple of the photos I’ve been taking of the world around me. As per usual it’s the world as I see it, please enjoy.
Another beautiful day.(Amity Oregon)
I hope all of you have been well, someday I’ll paint again. Right now my heart and head are in to many place to be productive. As an artist and person with Parkinson’s I’ve not been feeling secure in my living situation which for a person in my medical situation is very, very scary. I need stability and currently I’m feeling like I’m waking a tight rope :( oh well. Day by day right?
Anyhow I hope where ever you are when you read this that you know someone else is smiling because of it.
Sorry to be away so much these days. I’ve been pretty sick this last week and for those of you who know me I’m a huge baby about being sick. Though I’ve had a small chance to play with some paint this week. Here’s a bad pic of what I hope will be the next in the Love language collection.
For those of you just joining the show L.L.C. is employing two very distinctive styles to create a completely complimentary style to what I’ve been working on mastering since I was a teen. This new “look” of the collection is designed to have a strong or bold look. Anyhow I’m back to bed for a nice cup of tea and nap.
Again just a quick pic to give an idea.
Cheers and much love, please remember to be kind to each other. For if not you, then who??
“A life in progress”
** more updates soon, plus some more big life changed :-/
**Hilltop photo is original, taken 2/19/15 Amity Oregon.
Whether I want to admit it or not another chapter I my life has started…. One could even say it’s a journey I’ve been on for a while though now I can see a tad more clearly the mistakes of my past and the lessons from which I’ve grown.
Today it feels as though my world is far more complex than I’d like with me still trying to put together some type of safety net in regard to my pd and my future…… At least one that doesn’t have me dying alone in some creepy forgotten hospital bed. :-/ Not something I’m looking forward to. Anyhow….. I digress… Please enjoy the next creation from the new Gallery and Studio space.
11.5 x 39.5″
400$ / 225£
**2015 Love Language collection**
This new series is a moderate culmination of techniques I’ve been using for many years. Keeping with my traditional use of texture, washes and glazes I’ve started adding a secondary or primary top texture. Modeled after ancient Mesopotamian scripts and inspired by the most nurturing love I’ve ever known. I’ve titled this next collection “Love Language” I hope to use my artistic voice to speak a little more loud and clearly this year. For me this year will be full of trials and challenges I both know and can’t foresee but after this last year I’ve learned one thing clearly. That change is inevitable and bad things do happen to good people but how we choose to react and handle those “life lessons” is truly what defines us. I’ll never stop trying to learn and love. I’ll never stop giving all of myself to everything I do and I’ll never give up on hope. So please as always. Be brave, Be Bold and thrive in the life you have…… You never know how things will change.
After being gone for a while I’m never sure how to start these posts. Do I say Hi, how’s it going? Or gosh! Thanks for coming by? All I know is it’s been to long in between posts and there has been so much going on I’m not even sure where to start.!?
1. New office/gallery/studio
2. Starting to ready my brain for the writing of “The Book”.
Really life is going fairly well all things considered. The Parkinson’s is kicking my ass pretty hard but my heart and head are in a better place than they’ve been in a longtime. Now that the gallery and studio have moved into their own locations I’m hoping that the painting will start to commence again.
Honestly though between getting the new painting space ready, meetings and trying to regain some form of a “Normal” life. I’m pretty much exhausted all the time but I’d rather live tired than not at all….
**thoughts on change
At first I thought all the travel last year was a great way to work through some life issues then it turned into an escape mechanism as I struggled to yet again re-find myself which sadly I’d been trying to do since my diagnosis in 2011.
It seems I’ve land in a peaceful place for the time being, as a very dear friend of mine and I used to ask each other . My head,heart, body and soul? Are doing well. :) here’s a few quick pics of the completed gallery space. I’ve have some set backs in the overall plan but I’m not one to give up so we’ll see what the future brings.
Well unbelievably I started this post over a week ago. Typing isn’t really my strong suite anymore so I’ll end this post as it sits. I miss writing and sharing here a great bit, I have so many hopes and dreams for this new life I’m trying to grow and nurture. I just hope I get to enjoy some of it before my body decides to stop. Recent events have put a stop to all of my travel plans this year except for the Parkinson’s events that are planned. I’d hoped to make it to the UK but on SSDI and the painting not happening I doubt I’ll see my UK peeps this year :(
Anyhow much love and light, I hope the world is kind and generous with you and you to it. For if not you, then who??
Theses lines find no home
They just are…..
Or are they? Do they not give way to this journey of life?
Each new encounter not unlike a passage from your favorite book or a stroll down the lane at dawn as a gentle warm breeze pushes your hair aside.
These lines find no home…..
Or do they..?
Do they settle in your heart as they do
Does the gentle sun as it warms your face remind you of my touch as it does mine to you.
These passages have found a home..
A home in your heart of hearts that only you could have done. Passages
As always my friends please take the time to be kind and understanding with each other for if not YOU then WHO positive change starts with you.
Be Brave, Be Bold and Thrive in the life you have.
Just green tendencies I see these days with strokes of blue and yellow. Red for the pain and white for the light. Such passages are these we travel. What turn is the right one, should I go over or under or simple forget it all and fade away as I walk this next path.
Light echoes in dark corners pulling back the veil of truth, just glimpses I wish I never seen. Passages, some are easy some are not…. And are important.