Just arrived back in Portland Oregon for a quick few day stay. I’ve a tattoo appointment tomorrow the a day or so before I fly back out to Nevada till the first. Below you’ll find a small, piece of my heart and a large piece of my mind.
There are times in this life that simple words will not do
To express the tender joy I feel.
Here on the darkest night,amongst the darkest sky lit
Only by the heavens. I find peace as the smoke fills my lungs
Penetrates everything I am creating clarity, harmony and self acceptance.
My bear and my wolf run wild here. Free to think and be free.
There is such stillness in nature before the sun rises.
It’s been since I was a much younger man that I’ve felt the freedom of
The forrest. The air is cold to the touch, mixed with the rage of a contained fire.
So pure, so right. My wind swirls as my demons try to come and see this small piece of heaven in which I sit but I do not allow them entry. There is no send, no likes, links. Nothing else to think but about the calm, the cold and the fire.
I’d forgotten how much I miss this part of my life that I left behind so long ago.
Cowboy coffee and hobo stew. Camp chairs and caravans. Songs and tales that fill the nights sky.
So good, so right. I’ll not fight this peaceful with thoughts of forgiven lands.
With worries of what nots dollars and cents. I have a home, some paint a word or two that has found my tongue and friends…
Friends that love me for who I am, truly, purely for being me….B
5:39a pst lost lake camping trip
Alice, Will, Jim, Heather, John, Lyric, Scott, Audrey, Watson and myself
8-22 / 8-24 2014
Remember at the end of the day if your not happy with yourself, you’ll never truly bring joy to anyone else.
There are no words made to express
The depth of my love.
Nor colors pure enough
to express the tenderness of my heart.
For open up the sky to the stars above
and gaze upon the beauty I see in your eyes.
The gift of gentleness I felt in your arms,
Speaks in a voice softer than the wind.
There are no songs that can sing to an angels
soul like yours has song to mine.
And no ocean vast or simple sea would
I not cross to lay in your arms once again.
A story of interpersonal
There is a gentle calm that coats the mornings dawn today. The clean smell of rain drifts across the heated breeze giving promise to the day.
As this new dawn begins to unfold I find sanctuary in the thought that the world will breathe today. Breathe a slow steady sigh of relief for things have begun to shift.
A new dawn approaches this heart and mind for at this moment on this day at this second I’ve learned to accept the things I am, understand the things I’ve done and see the things to come more clearly than before.
Each day as the sun meets the sky I grow with the flowers and change with the wind. A little more wise a little more patient for the dreams and desires I have in my life. I will paint my heart and soul as I write my mind upon these pages in words of truth, hope and kindness.. In time my day will come.. In time my heart and soul will flourish as it has before.
Many of you know about some of the most private details of my life at this point..
Some of you would even say I’ve over shared…
I guess that’s the beauty of what happens here we all have a choice. To come together under a common bond and share the joys and
sorrows of each others lives. Some to comment, some to watch from the shadows and judge. Either way I made a decision when I first started
blog to be open. Many people forget that this site didn’t start as an Art blog but as my personal journal cataloging my life and struggles with coming to
terms with Young Onset Parkinson’s disease. This journey has taken me around the united states and abroad I’m happy to say I’ve shared every step along the ways, the good the bad and the very ugly personal truths of my life that in reality many of us share in common but would never put out there the way I do.
I’ve said it before and Ill stand by it. I’m a man, no different than any other with the slight exception that I paint and write my heart and soul for all to see. I end 99% of my posts with a kind word. And I pose some hard questions and thoughts because I believe that one man and one voice can change the world.
Art and words have lost their meaning and I will not stand for it another second. For if YOU will not Be Brave and Be Bold or Thrive in the life you have….. I will. If given the chance I would take your hand and shout your name from the roof tops to show the world your brilliance and compassion. Live your words or don’t use them at all. At this point I’ve lost all of it. My job, my career my home and my family and Ill be dammed if I’m going to silence my heart and soul now.
I just received word that I’ve been accepted into a local art co-op. 4 floors of prime down town retail, commercial and loft living space. A place that is positioning its self at the edge of creating an new feel a new scene thriving and ready to make Art believable again. Any person can put brush to canvas, lead to paper and glue a stone to a ring. But only a few can create through there passion to express that love, fear and strength through their art. So again I say…to you.
Be Brave, Be Bold and Thrive in the life you have… No… life is not easy for any of us. But if I can live through the things I’ve seen, done and had happen to me then you can too. I believe in you. I’ve seen your strength, beauty and passion.
That’s all I’ve to say. Namaste Benjamin 1970-current “A life in progress”
Good morning, I can’t even begin to tell you how absolutely wonderful it is to see you here today. Or for that matter how lovely it is for me to be here this morning. As you may or may not know since my move out to the country I have gained a private studio space, heated with separate entrance real windows and an office. (which still isn’t set up) One of the things that I didn’t take into consideration when I moved was the fact that I was no longer living with some of the amenities of the city such as a the bus, or having my son and daughter even remotely close to the schools that they attend. Oops, poor planning on my part. So there are days when I literally have mere moments to myself before I have to attend to the needs of others.
Such is life. That being said it does give even greater pleasure to the time I do get to spend in the studio. Below you will find a number of pieces **All of which are works in progress, please join me as we take a short walk through my most recent adventures.
This piece is very close to being finish, its comprised of gold flake enamel and various cadmium of yellow, orange and white.
“The Last Dance” 9″ x 12″ mixed media 2014
This piece has yet to receive it final definitive depth coat a signature final varnish or truly be finished but I’ve had this image and feeling in my head and heart for weeks. If you will let me take you to your (our) past. That feeling of the last dance of the night, or a long good-bye from a date that started and ended innocently 24 hours after it started. I know I’m not verbally expressing myself well but that joy and longing, sense of completion yet a yearning for it to go on forever even though you know its time to go…. That is what I’m trying to express in this piece and will once completed. Hopefully to be completed after my morning tasks today.
This lovely miss is just a charcoal drawing that took about 1 minute to do ( 12’x 24″)honestly I am just looking at placement of the figures getting an idea of location, form and feeling. I’m going to be combing (hopefully) a number of styles into this piece. The Goodnight moon, idea with my classic figure style as well as a little surrealism done in the same fashion as Green Girl. We shall just have to wait and see how it all goes could work, could not.
by now everyone should be able to recognize this collection with their eyes closed , yes its a Coral piece one of two and it is very, very early in its development. As a matter of fact it only has one color so now its just a giant orange blob but I guarantee that will change shortly. If you haven’t had a chance to stop by and see the Love piece in its new frame then please do so, I think it turned out rather well. As always, Be Brave Be Bold and Thrive in the life you have. Should you ever need reminding of how truly gifted, special, unique and important you are to the world please come see me and we’ll talk. For it’s always harder to see the light you create for others when your standing in the middle of it.