Post Canvas And Paint: Abstract 04 – The Loving Heart
In the translucent sound of night, the color of things to come were just beyond the stars….
The loving heart
Creation is such an elusive thing, for the more we think we are in control, the more we remove ourselves from the actual creation. – Betty Jean Billups
Post Canvas and Paint….
Post Canvas And Paint: Abstract 03 – The Consuming Sky
As the sky fell to earth I heard a memory, and it was not so long ago that I fell in love….
The consuming sky
A poet feels the impulse to create a work of art when the passive awe provoked by an event is transformed into a desire to express that awe in a rite of worship. – W. H. Auden
Post Canvas and Paint….
Post Canvas And Paint: Abstract 01 – The Setting Sun
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….
Not The Kiss Your Mother Used To Give You (When She Wanted You To Leave The Room)
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….
Everything Changes Except A Persistent Memory (A Think You Know Remix)
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….
Searching For Something That You Can’t Remember Forever
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….
Music For Parks And City Streets (A Day Like No Other Remix)
The city series….
Sitting by the river, standing on the corner, music for parks and city streets
The moments we find time standing still…
Music is energy …
It captures the imagination and sets the soul on fire. It frees our thoughts and liberates our dreams. It illuminates the night stars and sets the day in motion.
Music is lucid …
We dream to music. We create to music. We make love to music. It touches and caresses. It embraces our intimate space.
Music is you and I …
It gathers the crowd on a beautiful day. It sings the songs our hearts have found. It teaches and consoles. It soothes our spirit at birth and death.
Music is humanity … restored.
For you and I it was a day like no other as we walked together … dreaming and listening….
In celebration of a summer day to come. A picnic with the band The Januaries and their song Chocolate and Strawberries…
Only After Seeing The Light Did I Ever Think More Of It
From across the room I saw what I knew to be true….
A Kind of Light that keeps breaking through
like a candle in time
the soft glow of knowing….
We Are Here Together (A Caressing Your Hair Remix)
It is a beautiful day when my fingers caress your golden hair….
We are here together this beautiful day
like a field of golden strands…
illuminating
the days in which we stand
together
in a sea of diamonds
caressing
the thoughts you hold dear
together
without fear
oh what a lovely moment it is….
You Are There – I Am Here (Another Search The Sky Remix)
When the night sky folds into itself, and I breathe deeply it resonates of you….
The gravity that pulls us together
fragments of darkness
– never fall
into the warm depths of your love for me
and
there you are
– never doubting
the color and shape of my heart’s longing….
I Am Here – You Are There (A Search The Sky Remix)
When I think of you at night, something is shimming above….
The solar fields above
fragments of light
– shimmer
like the fire of your heart
and
here i am
– burning
in the sunburst of your love….
As We Approached The Ferry A Different Kind Of Night
It was the dark of night and the silhouette of the ferry consumed me….
From the dock I looked out beyond the thoughts that anchored my dreams
a soft glow
on the sands below
this night
so
– different
I found myself again….
An Entire Life And I May Not Know Myself
Sometimes the next chapter is the same as the one before and the one before that….
land ferry sky and water
Leaving behind the shore of dreams, I often wake to a life lost at sea….
A life misunderstood.
I sometimes wonder if I really know myself at all. I try to grasp, as I look back across the sea, the meaning of what has gone before. What remains on the distant shore…
The beauty of my indecisiveness. The machinations of my decisions.
Haunt me.
Like the fear of being stranded on land as my dreams sail away. There they go I say. Another day and it all remains the same…
Not unlike the fleeing faces in the clouds above or the uneasy sinking in the waves below….
A Beautiful Time Gone, Is Like A Moment That Never Happened
Sometimes there is a beautiful journey just waiting to happen….
Searching for the ferry on the docks
A journey has its moments. A beginning, a middle, and an end. Sometimes it is a physical journey, but most often it is one of internal longing and desire. A journey of memories. It is a beginning where we once believed in something, someone or someplace. Then perhaps a middle, when while living in the present moment, we believed time stood still, and there was no tomorrow. Or perhaps a tomorrow we could come to love. And then there is the end. An ending. A final moment. Magic and lost, beauty and longing for what was. The memory of beautiful times gone, like the fleeing of dreams in the waking of a new day.
I often see things through the spectrum of my experiences, while questioning the meaning of it all. But desiring to have no grounded answer to mislead me.
Sometimes in our awareness the journey has long since come to an end….
Park Sky Mountain (A Kinetic Design Remix)
When we observe nature from a design perspective, we often see her in a different light….
A day full of wonders
a place…
to find young love
with green grass
and warm days
– park
a view…
to dream
of far off lands
and nightshades
– sky
a trail…
to discover one self
on barren summits
and snowy slopes
– mountain
I Thought You Might Like To Meet Me There
Just over the summit we can see the things we dream of….
Through the optical lens, sky and mountain
With the wind behind us, we were heard speaking to one another….
it is here that you first knew
how I truly understood.
Every Artist Deserves A Look Back (A “Best Of” Remix)
This has been a fantastic weekend. I am the featured artist at the dVerse poets pub. Many of the poets that participate and share their poems have given me a lot of positive response. And I certainly do appreciate it. It is motivating and inspirational. Late last night, it came to me that I should share some of my most popular posts. I have only been blogging for 13 months, and have explored a host of themes, concepts and ideas. Below you will find links to the 5 most popular posts so far. They were determined by the number of comments and likes by my readers. I have included thumbnails of each image in the posts. They are in the order of their popularity.
Enjoy
To the right side of my design (a force of nature remix)
Weekly photo challenge - between
The silence series: urban meditation
The path to everlasting consciousness and love (a yellow brick road remix)
We are the everlasting consciousness (a centered moment remix)
Bridges
burning the bridges…
leaving the memories behind you
or following the yellow brick road
across that new bridge
the bridge of hope and beauty
and colors in transition….
Bridge
I would like to thank Sheila for inviting me to be the featured artist for the poets at dversepoets. I thought I may write a short poem as well, reflecting my thoughts for the challenge.
Peace
A Different Kind Of Day (A Turning The Page On Tomorrow Remix)
Sometimes in the waking the mornings with you….
The memories you leave behind when we wake
a morning glow
thoughts of you
– linger
with soft anticipation
a morning light
– embracing
dreams of you
and
unrelenting rays of sunshine
turning the page
– on Love
in a different kind of day….
A Night Of A Different Kind (A Turning The Page On Yesterday Remix)
A beautiful night of memories … always seem different in kind….
You bring back memories
at night…
we share a place
away from everyone
– different
at night
we embrace something
in each other
– beautiful
at night
the moon rises
in our hearts
– seeking
Everlasting Light with
Love
– in a different kind of night….
Music For Backgrounds: Ajad – Reiki Vol. 2 (Reiki Music 2: Music for Love)
The wonder of healing and finding the true Self … resting in peace with All That Is…
Today, I awoke to some very inspiring posts. They brought to my attention the essence of our lives spent in gratitude for All That Is and our remarkable ability to be creative, while discerning our immense capacity to love and be loved…
This morning I wrote a short text to my sister, telling her I loved her dearly. February, is a difficult month for us. Both my Mother’s and daughter’s birthdays are this month. Both, including my father, sadly have passed away. It is just her and I now.
I needed to reach out to my sister, share the love, tell her that she was in my thoughts and I hold her dear….
I am in the middle of my Chakra Colors for Meditation series. A collection of mindful images that I hope promotes a desire to journey within—to find a place of healing, peace, and love. I thought an interlude that included some soothing Reiki music would be just the thing to enhanced your contemplative experience of the day
Remember to breathe softly, focus your attention and stay centered.
Ajad – Reiki Vol 2 (Reiki Music 2: Music for Love) 59:53
Here is the link to The Silence Series: Chakras Colors for Meditation – 1st chakra Muladhara (Red)
The Path To Everlasting Consciousness And Love (A Yellow Brick Road Remix)
The obstacles we find on the path to Everlasting Consciousness….
The road we travel is often paved with the things that stand in our way.
as I started my journey….
i looked
to the memories behind me
– only once
as i walked along the path
i remembered
the things I’ve forgotten
– only yesterday
as you join me
i embrace
what we share together
– only forever
on the path to Everlasting Love….
We Are The Everlasting Consciousness (A Centered Moment Remix)
In a centered moment. in a vision of clarity, I saw the “I” am as All That Is….
Towards the moment of clarity
a future moment of being
is here
an everlasting presence
to seek
and embrace
– the soul is free
to wander
– the Spirit Is Always….
When We Look Skyward An Everlasting Consciousness (A Sky And Earth Remix)
Sometimes I feel as if the universe is not beyond my reach….
A hidden name found in earth and sky
art as improvisation
and
a hidden name –
inside
the universe within….
n e w d i g i t a l s c a p e s 