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Tag : art

06 Dec 2017

I just want to make art for the sake of it.  I just want to express myself through it.  I use it to say my piece.  It’s therapy.  It allows me a way of coping.

I understand the logic of making art for a living if that’s what one loves to do, but I don’t want my art to pay my way.  I don’t want to profit from my art.  If I did that would make it a means to survive.  That’s what toiling in the fields is.  A means to survive.  That’s why we work the crops or make ourselves slaves to the economic world.

I don’t want my art to be that.  I don’t want it to be the yield of my crop because then I would have to tend to it as if it was.  I would have to make sure that it was in bartering condition and spend much time marketing it so that it brings a return on my investment.  That’s not what I want my art to do.

My art allows my soul to breathe.  It moves the blood through the veins of the spirit in me.  I want it to do the same for others or at least help to inspire them in some way that makes their lives better.  The return on that investment can’t be measured in gold or any form of currency.  That brings life.  Real life.  

That’s all I want from my art.

29 Nov 2017
26 Nov 2017

Maybe you will read these words later. Maybe not. Maybe you will just delete it all and say I’m being ugly and rude. That’s you option, but I will say this. Coming from you this is most disturbing and hurtful.

Something about your feelings is caught up in those pictures. Okay. So it is. The fact that I don’t feel the same is not my issue or sin. I have only told you that I don’t find the images interesting and I made the mistake (yes, this I will admit) of telling you my feelings towards what I see from his images. I should have just passed on the whole thing because your reaction is way too much.

Make sure that you don’t ever, ever share his work with me again. I don’t need this drama!

Good night

If this stupid argument has put a big strain on our friendship then it would seem there never was a friendship. 

If I don’t know where I stand on this I will say this.  I thought where I stood was in a friendship where I didn’t have to agree with and feel the same way my friend does about anything and if asked I could reply according to this understanding without being attacked and treated like I have just insulted someone or something.

In my comments I made sure not to say anything deliberately that would insult or denigrate the persons involved or the art piece in question.  I stated what I truly think which was to say that I don’t feel what you feel.  Why is that so wrong? 

You need to do some self-assessment.

This isn’t love

07 Oct 2017
20 Sep 2017


I can still feel the shadow of your touch,
Taste the passion of your kiss

15 Sep 2017

Cover me

lookin’ for a lover who will come on in and cover me

07 Sep 2017
09 Jul 2017

With all you got

There’s a special hustle spirit in someone who will endure not only a marathon of spontaneous dance routines, but do so in the early summer humidity of the Big Easy

04 Jun 2017

One breath

One last breath ’til the tears start to wither