Nothing is what it appears to be. This perhaps is the mystery of life. Some days it would appear that everything clicks, paint flows nicely, brushes do what they are supposed to do, and coffee is delicious with milk and honey. Other days it is as if the polarity of earth switched 180. Gravity seems heavier, things that are simple tasks turn into arduous treks up a mountain during a winter storm. Still it is the layers that I must go through to get to that place where I am free to create and see the bigger picture. This is not via talent, it is through hard work. I get up, I drink water, I eat, I draw, I write, I work. It seems like such a simple thing doesn’t it? Well I am not so sure about that, all those things I listed are some precious gifts that allow me to do the things love to do. I think we live in a society that has lost sight of where we even get simple things like water, coffee, it’s just expected and even demanded, “where’s my latte!?”….but I digress. So where’s wa Si oh right, the nature of my work is not the normal 9-5 day office shuffle, it’s much different than that. It starts as soon as I awake, and it goes until I am exhausted, however still mentally driven. This is something I have had to work on, as sleep is a good thing. A few things I have tried are yoga, meditation and walking. All three are great and I can clear my mind if only temporarily. I have always wanted someone to design a food pill, so I could just keep going, and then I learned the art of cooking and realized that is just plain crazy talk. I now make time to cook and bake and eat. They too can be artful, and I art the living shit out of them. Now I do know what it’s like to work on art and not take care of myself, it is the quintessential a double edged sword. One blade is the creative magic. This occurs during what I call marathon paint sesshins, when I go a day or more straight art, minimal breaks and minimal sleep. However, and yes there’s always a down side withth upside, the journey is a relatively difficult and completely taxing on the mind and body, however I will not say spirit. And this is am important point, because in my case when the physical and the mental breakdown, my spirit has never disappeared. It has grown weary however quite capable of carrying the load. I have faltered a few times, has been in the area of relationships with partners, which is a whole other blog, probably not even worth the time, let’s say it’s also a mystery and I am working on the case. When my spirit wanes I know it’s time to go to the ocean, or the mountains, or spend time in nature. Life has been an interesting experience for me, I have no shortage of memories, and I am no stranger to lovers, oh those moments of bliss. These are distractions.
‘inner spirit’ 🎥 new hälts minimotion special edition sick as f☕️🤒k edition with soundscape ‘slowly know’ featuring an intimate behind the scenes look into the making of my latest watercolour, when the brush hits I am in that place that you only know about if you have been there, than you know (I will say it is a very peaceful place where time slows down)
Slices of the work pie.