Thursday, December 27, 2018

The Reality of Art

Art is a fiction, and a leap of faith to utter disappointment.

Thursday, December 13, 2018

of endings and beginnings

We come upon the end of another year. It is an arbitrary thing, this time observance, this out with the old and in with the new. This observation of our existence as a linear thing is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is a double edged sword in that we can become trapped by the notion that we are able to simply slough off the less desirable things said and done in the same way a snake sheds its skin. A linear perspective makes us mindful of our limited existence; our mortality, but it can also lead us to forget the past as we constantly think we are moving forward, when in fact we are cycling. Time, as is each and every other described thing, is just a label. It is simply the way we label reality from our perspective. Science can assign attributes and non-attributes to a thing, or describe a thing based on its relationship to other things. Science deals in quantifiable absolutes; conclusions drawn from observed facts. But what of that which is not quantifiable? Monday, winter, afternoon, week, month, year... my age as recorded in legal documentation is based on a point of origin; the day I was born. None of this matters in the grand scheme of things. How we describe the Universe does not matter at all to the Universe. The Universe is oblivious to our existence, and yet we are part of the Universe. We are composed of universal stuff. I thought I was writing about time. What time is it? I've wasted enough time with these musings. I'd better get on with my day.

Thursday, December 06, 2018

Wednesday, December 05, 2018

Universe Dance

from 13 April 2017

Universe Dance

What does the Universe know of you?
Why would the Universe even care about you?
You are an integral part of the Universe.
Your dust and spit are the foundation of everything that exists.
When you are gone?
You are never gone.
No one is ever gone.
Every particle of matter continues.
It moves.
It spins.
It dances.
Yes, matter dances.
It is the dance of the Universe.
The Universe dances for you.
You are the Universal dance.
The Universe will not dance without you.

Friday, November 30, 2018

Story Telling and Singing

From 02 July 2018
     It is not required that you like my art. I am speaking through my art, but perhaps not to you. My art tells a story, or makes a sincere statement. It may speak to you, and it may not. My art always speaks, but the language is not linear. The language is a strange, alien tongue composed of colors and lines and shapes that connote feelings and thoughts and concepts that cannot be expressed with words. Through my art, I am singing out into the Universe. Only some will understand the lyrics, while some hear the melody too, and still others hear only white noise. It is most important that I have sung, and will continue to sing. If someone understands the song, so much the better.

Thursday, November 29, 2018

Coordinating Resources

I have been away for awhile, but I am back. For the past few years, I have been focused almost exclusively on my art. I still create the occasional book cover, CD, or DVD package design, but I have been painting and taking art photos. I painted ninety-seven canvases in 2017. I currently do not have gallery representation. I am serving as Gallery Director for the Irving Art Association, and some of my work can be seen there in various member exhibits sharing the walls with many other talented local artists. There are many new adventures in store. Join me.