In a moment forged with the fluttering sounds of dreams in flight, I soon escaped my troubling fears….
The dreaming void
The true locus of creativity is not the genetic process prior to the work but the work itself as it lives in the experience of the beholder. – Monroe Beardsley
Post Canvas and Paint….
I looked into the mirror of my thoughts as the setting sun slowly disappeared over the horizon….
The Setting Sun
Something about making art has to do with overcoming things, giving us a clear opportunity for doing things in ways we have always known we should do them. – David Bayles
Post Canvas and Paint….
The city series….
Standing by the curb
So you think you’re a man….
You think you know what she is trying to tell you. Sitting by the curb with your new Trek bike. With your boys. Trying to be cool.
Looking cool … Being defiant.
Did you even listen? Is there any clue?
Baby Boy Blue
As to why she decided on … you?
Yeah I know, you think it’s because of the ball you play. Or the things you say. Just yesterday she gave you that look. When you helped her with her books. Were you listening then? When it was your hand she took. Yeah I know. It’s all about the tool of the trade. And not feeling like you’ve been made. Is it good to know? Keep the show? Or stay in the flow? Yeah, it’s a tough day and what a blow.
You sitting on the curb with your boys.
Being her toy.
But did you even know
That kiss….
Is not the kiss
Just for show….
This is such a cool video. A quarter of the way through it Farmer Jack decides to give the bike a try with some rather good results. 🙂
In a moment, my only desire is to meet your sensitivity with my thoughtfulness and longing….
Being centered with you
They tell me that love and compassion is a journey without measure….
Not unlike an arrow whose flight is true….
This helicopter recording of mountain biking in the UK is off the chain. Beautiful landscape with gorgeous colors. And terrific biking. Enjoy the video
thanks Lomax for finding this….
This video features Jamie Johnson mountain biking at Farmer John’s in the Peak District in the UK. Nice footage filmed from a helicopter with some pretty awesome effects layered on top! Proving you can always have fun in the Peak District:-)
The film was shot on a Canon 550d.
The tune in the background is called : Yes Yes Yall
By: Tab and Anitek
You can listen to the whole tune here on Soundcloud as its pretty cool. http://soundcloud.com/anitek/tab-anitek-yes-yes-yall
A map of the Peak District.
Keep riding!
Lomax
A peaceful and beautiful place expressed in silence….
Hidden stream on a cool and brisk day
All things, and man as well, should be like nature, without measure. – Hans Jean Arp
Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished. – Sir Francis Bacon
Nature has been mastering itself for some time now, and it is an honor to be able to capture its beauty. – Justin Beckett
We often find ourselves on the boundaries of what we remember….
Everything changes except a persistent memory
Sometimes in a moment of realization, in a glimmer of mindfulness, we can see the totality of our lives: The days spent with dreams. The nights, restless—consumed with thought. The years forged with the desire to be something—perhaps anything other than who we are. And in the end, an uncertainty that begs the question; do all things change except a persistent memory?
Perhaps we really do not know ourselves at all, and in its place we find only a recurring memory to give us pause.
A fine line of demarcation of what is and what we imagine; who we are and what we might have become.
It is a fortress of endless cycles of memories and desires that seduce the very knowledge of who we are and the way we think.
We know that everything is in constant flux. Everything changes. Our lives change and the world around us as well.
It is a given.
Yet it feels like our memories, the persistent ones, never do….
In a place not too far from memory are the dreams lost forever….
Searching for something lost
How do you know when something is lost? Is it when your memory escapes you? Or when you have forgotten where you have placed it? Is it only something you wish you had again. Or is it something only time can tell? Does it haunt you when you sleep? And bring rise to a restless night. Can it be something that follows you throughout the day? Edging you here, taking you where it may.
And when you look in the mirror can you see what is lost?
… In the ocean and forest of your mind.
And when you swim, do you swim alone?
Adrift?
Wishing for someone to teach you again, the things you used to own….
I really like this spoken word by Mark Grist. Thanks to ArielKprice for posting this.
This is an awesome video of Mark Grist, a British poet, performing one of his spoken word poems. Spoken word has always been fascinating to me…I love the rhythm and feel of it. It’s softer than rap, harder than traditional poetry. But you should check out some of the other videos of Mark Grist as well – he’s leading a movement to help kids fall in love with literature and poetry through rap. Why do I always feel like the cool things happen in England?
Here is a detail of the cover of my new published book of digital abstract art, poetry and prose. Available in hard and soft cover at Blurb publishers. Select picture to link to my bookstore. A preview of the book is also available online.
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