Amnesia could be fun.
Just so long as I could find myself back.
..But what is really lost in amnesia?
Can I really lose myself?
What is myself?
In asking comes my answer.
I think I already decided to self induce my amnesia..
And now I am finding myself again.
This time with a different story.
This time with a smile.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Daddy Come Home
I had mentioned this blog to my dad at the dinner table last night. He said to share the link with him.
As of recently we don't really get along. But I intend for it to get better one day at a time.
What this blog is, is an expression, an extension, a by product of me and my life. You may never ever be able to pinpoint who I am as a person (especially if I can't) but you can see the effects of me and my life through what I touch.
Because of the nature and format of this blog, it also serves as a chronicle of my growth, for change is growth in one direction of another.
So, this is what I did this morning...
This is some 2D/3D art that might be a little hard to appreciate though a picture but it's entitled "Have you ever had this feeling before? Me either."
And this is a picture of a part of my wall
Just some fun shapes I cut our from canvas board (really hard to cut with scissors) that can be rearranged... again the 3D part doesn't get captured by the picture.
The lessons I learned in doing these projects are subtle yet everything. What I learned was self knowledge/experience. Moving the brush, rearranging shapes, mixing colors... these are all experimentation, discovering, aligning, playing, expressing, they are everything.
As of recently we don't really get along. But I intend for it to get better one day at a time.
What this blog is, is an expression, an extension, a by product of me and my life. You may never ever be able to pinpoint who I am as a person (especially if I can't) but you can see the effects of me and my life through what I touch.
Because of the nature and format of this blog, it also serves as a chronicle of my growth, for change is growth in one direction of another.
So, this is what I did this morning...
And this is a picture of a part of my wall
The lessons I learned in doing these projects are subtle yet everything. What I learned was self knowledge/experience. Moving the brush, rearranging shapes, mixing colors... these are all experimentation, discovering, aligning, playing, expressing, they are everything.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Thermodynamics 101
Simplicity easily touches what is real
Simplicity does not forget basicality
Simplicity is therefore divine
Dazzling beauty derives its wonder
From this simplicity, and compounds
Itself on itself through itself to create
Creation animated by love has no bounds
Complexity one with simplicity is elegant
Systems of elegance are natural and naturally beautiful
To simplify is to hack away at the unneeded
To simplify is to unify in understanding
To simplify is to not have to make a long poem
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Facebook Deja Vu
This is a poem I posted on Facebook yesterday. Since I have nothing else to post.. here it is.
It is heavily influenced by Alan Watts and John Lennon. I don't really feel it's mine as much as it is theirs.
Sometimes you know something is true
But then.. you have to tell yourself it's true
Hoping that if you tell yourself.. it will be different
But the world goes on regardless of what you tell yourself
And that funny feeling: that you can have can have it
By admitting you can't have it it... is fear my friend
One must not say to oneself, to let go of breath to breath
One simply has to let go, and breath will come naturally
You can only breath in by breathing out
You can only find security of being insecure
Can only float if you try to sink
Don't fight it, don't hold your breath
Let the waters curve you
In the same way you curve the waters
Suddenly you realize you are the water
With the capacity to realize
And therefore the capacity to know bliss
Then you touch her
In the same way she touches you
And then you realize there is nothing that isn't water
And when water is one.. really one
Well then we'll get things done... like they've never been done
It is heavily influenced by Alan Watts and John Lennon. I don't really feel it's mine as much as it is theirs.
Sometimes you know something is true
But then.. you have to tell yourself it's true
Hoping that if you tell yourself.. it will be different
But the world goes on regardless of what you tell yourself
And that funny feeling: that you can have can have it
By admitting you can't have it it... is fear my friend
One must not say to oneself, to let go of breath to breath
One simply has to let go, and breath will come naturally
You can only breath in by breathing out
You can only find security of being insecure
Can only float if you try to sink
Don't fight it, don't hold your breath
Let the waters curve you
In the same way you curve the waters
Suddenly you realize you are the water
With the capacity to realize
And therefore the capacity to know bliss
Then you touch her
In the same way she touches you
And then you realize there is nothing that isn't water
And when water is one.. really one
Well then we'll get things done... like they've never been done
Monday, February 7, 2011
Transitionfixed
22 years have led up to the pocket of events that surround me in time right now.
It happens so every often, to everyone. Some people call it crossroads.
Where a critical point is reached and a decision is placed upon you.
Minor or major, these points can't be avoided.
Sooner or later, you have to ask the questions you didn't answer yesterday.
I thought on the bus:
"What do I want?"
"What do I want to see happen?"
"... I just want to see."
What that means to me, is mine and mine alone, save for everyone.
A statue in Worcester I saw this past weekend.
So what does that meaning mean to me and the rest of the world?
That is something I have to unfold as time flows.
I need to be truthful to myself, no more bullshit Chris. Don't run away, run to embrace.
As you make your choices Chris, you won't be able to keep you safe little world intact.
You have to shed your old ways, they can't contain you anymore, only suffocate.
I'm gonna post some old Facebook graffitis. It says peace... I think
The universe is in a constant "state" of flux. Bonds break and reform in different configurations. Relationships are now pushing what a relation is defined as. Relationships are becoming more and more of creation. Many stories before me have been written, are still being written, will continue to be written. It's time I pick up the pen myself.. Though I've always liked marker better, colored markers.
Ryu vs. Ken from Street Fighter.
The Blue Bomber
So as you can tell from the dialogue between myself, I'm in the middle of some sort of shift. This week, if I don't give in and sleep in, should be a very interesting week for me.
In terms of the blog, I thought I would use this entry as a journal or something. And I am working on a painting which I will post when its done.
Wait, one more thing before you go Chris. Remember transformation, like happiness, is only real and complete when shared (Thank you "Into the Wild"). It goes full circle and everything is connected.
Strive for freedom and happiness but know its already here - right now.
It happens so every often, to everyone. Some people call it crossroads.
Where a critical point is reached and a decision is placed upon you.
Minor or major, these points can't be avoided.
Sooner or later, you have to ask the questions you didn't answer yesterday.
I thought on the bus:
"What do I want?"
"What do I want to see happen?"
"... I just want to see."
What that means to me, is mine and mine alone, save for everyone.
So what does that meaning mean to me and the rest of the world?
That is something I have to unfold as time flows.
I need to be truthful to myself, no more bullshit Chris. Don't run away, run to embrace.
As you make your choices Chris, you won't be able to keep you safe little world intact.
You have to shed your old ways, they can't contain you anymore, only suffocate.
The universe is in a constant "state" of flux. Bonds break and reform in different configurations. Relationships are now pushing what a relation is defined as. Relationships are becoming more and more of creation. Many stories before me have been written, are still being written, will continue to be written. It's time I pick up the pen myself.. Though I've always liked marker better, colored markers.
So as you can tell from the dialogue between myself, I'm in the middle of some sort of shift. This week, if I don't give in and sleep in, should be a very interesting week for me.
In terms of the blog, I thought I would use this entry as a journal or something. And I am working on a painting which I will post when its done.
Wait, one more thing before you go Chris. Remember transformation, like happiness, is only real and complete when shared (Thank you "Into the Wild"). It goes full circle and everything is connected.
Strive for freedom and happiness but know its already here - right now.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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