Monday, March 13, 2017
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
I'm painting in black and white. Measuring the depth of shades, I clear my mind. I contemplate lines only.
Sometimes my thoughts wander off and think about a concept, such as 'off the path, the cliffs edges are sharp and there is a drop', or 'the path of the traveler narrows as the sun grows clearer in the distance and the wanderer travels towards the direction of the sunlight.'
Yet, I'm still painting in black and white.
Finished painting, I clear my mind once again and clean my tools; the slate, and the brush.
Although I've been working in black and white only, I take a walk outside and see colors clearer and more concise. The depth of tones is now more apparent. I can gaze through the deepness of the tree's and even the path I walk.
Monday, June 29, 2015
There is a general principle that while technology has created an abundant sense of advancement to humanity materially, and we have reached beyond ourselves as our machines evolved to travel space. This same technology has also dehumanized the connection we inherently contain to our elements. Depersonalizing ourselves from our environment, an awakening from this alienation must occur in order for our species to continue to survive.
Is it possible for us to delve into our own psyche and reach powerful resolutions? Consciousness, or the state of being awake and aware of one's surroundings, with all its great potential, must come to see that earth ecology is preserved and awakended for future generations.
What are the vast implication's of the frequencies of human existence? How does momentum and electrical energy affect the pull of these frequencies? From computers, to satellite's, smart phone's, and electrical lines. However, what spiritual maps can be drawn from electrical fields that exist within and around the structure of the body?
Sunday, June 28, 2015
I made enough to eat but not enough to have a place to live. When homeless I created my art at coffee shops using watercolors as my primary medium. I was kicked out of 4 of these coffee shops for loitering, and literally thrown out of one cafe for painting. I was written tickets for showing my artwork on the street without a license. It got to the point where I was arrested for refusing to sign a ticket for showing my work on the street. I was protesting my right to offer my prints to anyone. I went to jail and spent 4 hours there for that ticket.
One of the bookstore cafe's I painted in eventually gave me an art show. It was my first, and I also sold my first original painting at that show for $750. I had finally made enough to get off the street.
Since than I've had an adventurous career as a Fine Artist. I made it into college and than Art School until I became bored with it. I've managed to travel the United States, Canada, and Italy working on my art and showing in over a dozen venues and galleries.
I've gone through severe struggle and still been able to appreciate great art from all over the world.