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thoughts about Demons and demons of thought.

About every 4 months the moon slips beneath the waves in your eyes and turns the sea black with rage and fear.
I don’t know this person, this demon in our soul. Chewing on everything good and true in my life.
Such fear does this demon possess that I leaches the very hope and trust from my soul.
Such darkness hides the light in my eyes too. I look and I see emptiness and heartache ruthless self harm and deceit. Lies upon lies until we’ve become the “perfect person”
Hate is evil and I am tired.
So tired of the demons behind my eyes. Always waiting for a sign of weakness and fear. Stripping the love from my bones like ravenous dogs.

Torturous these thoughts are, demons taking my joy away consuming my mind with uselessness born only to harm and hate. I’ve learned a thing or two and I don’t trust easily especially after playing with fire only to get burned. But one forgiving broken soul to another I’m not sure which is worse the knowledge or knowing. The hearing or the hurting, the black hole left by each lie told to these blue eye. 

The End.

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Truths~

I’m forgetting things…….
I can see the goal but have lost
The ability to plan it out…
The pain in my shoulders
Is bi-lateral…. It really really hurts
All….. The…… Time….. (7)
Thyroid what’s the thyroid?????
It controls what?….. Everything…. Shit.
1 in 40 is scary 3 in 5 years is scarier.
Cancer…. Parkinson’s disease. WTF.
My legs are forgetting how to step
“The shakes are coming”, “the shakes are coming”……
Honestly I’m scared.. This is scary shit. I rarely say it out loud and ponder on it even less but today as the pain is relentless and the fatigue never ever stops.
I can’t stop but think and wonder
How much can this human body take…. #alongfortheride
Thank you that’s all.
Benjamin.
2015
“A life in progress”

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A conglomeration of words some grammar errors and spelling too.

The other day I
Said to you
That we had
Puzzles pieces that
fit like glue.
Only your is red and
mine is blue.
What is this
good time
boy
Supposed to do?
When all I really want is you.
My broken angel,
what can I say
He took your heart
and hid it away.

And

As you lay down to
sleep
My heart does cry
In fact it weeps.
For all the things
I’ll never have.
And all the things
That I can see
that are
Just one step In front
Of me.
This
I fear and know not
What
to do
For do these things
I have the right glue?
I tried with kisses
And soft lovers wishes
But sadly
none of that
Would do.

And this love…….

Benjamin M Prewitt
2014
“A life in progress”

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Greetings from the studio 1/30/14

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.

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This piece is very close to being finish, its comprised of gold flake enamel and various cadmium of yellow, orange and white.

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“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.
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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.

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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.

Much love and light.
Benjamin
2014

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Predawn wandering words

Given such secrets does a heart long for a gentle place to rest it’s wing from a story unwritten yet acted out a thousand time across a millennia.
I’ve spoken your name in tongues long forgotten and carried your heart with mine for a thousand years.

These sands of time hold no measure on the love of a wandering knight given curse to hold passion so deep. Through paint an prose so the story goes. I’ll wait for you on the other side.

Benjamin
2014