Art Phiolsophy

I used to be a realist – portraits in particular. Today it’s the core meaning of things, ideas, and models that gets my attention. To render that meaning, one needs a different hand, eye, and spirit to support the kind of artfulness which lies somewhere in that moment just before one puts the first mark on the canvas. It’s a place where intuition plays at ‘full on’ only from such a place can you make that perfect magical line, brush stroke, or pour.

Sadly however, even this may not be what many people would call ‘real art’.

In any case I will keep looking for the bottom of this business of being or of becoming an artist.

I will know more after the next picture.

If intention is the destruction of value
then intend only the beginning ~
. . . not the end.

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A funny thing happened on the way to work today. . .

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I walked!

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Regret.

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My common encounter

Unshakable -

A shadow

Long

Lean

and Mean

What ever I try does test of it

And prove it to be endless - and

Useless to avoid.

Entry from '06

"The search for the ultimate routine

is what death is all about . . .

. . . and, death is absolutely

Safe - "

. . . Understandings as they come to me

This is intended to record personal observations noted

during ones travels -

As a kind of 'Kindling' I will add

a few observations of my own.

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"I am here To Become!"