the innate sense of purpose and direction in my life is this: to love others and help them become whomever it is they are to become. to nurture and inspire the loving creative nature of people-whomever i encounter-so that they, in turn, might some day do the same for others, regardless of their chosen profession or path in life.
eventually i want to make a career out of offering art experiences, crafty adventures, creative fellowship, and the like to those who are lacking such outlets in their lives.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Drawing:


Strangely meditative and strongly therapeutic…
My mind slips off into a state of transient awareness and I am intensely relaxed and yet almost hyper aware… stimuli pass through me and rather than being interrupted by them, I pull pieces from their subtle effects and allow the rest to float through me, off into the oblivion.
Lines, marks, my pen strokes the page as though it knows where to go all on its own… my hand is guided by the page, my mind engaged, yet fluid…
I drift away.

Monday, August 9, 2010

the creative process:


I am human; I am creative because I am human.
Brain more capable, mind more versatile, spirit more resilient than could ever accurately be given credit for…

Every time I must choose, decide, pick one over the other, I use my creative abilities.
Every time I adjust, modify, adapt, evolve, I tap into the deep well of my creative power.
Every time I speak, form a thought, communicate, gesture, I embody the creativity that lives in every fiber of my being.

I am human; I am creative because I am human.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

the creative brain dump

Brain drain, dump the train, stay the track or go insane
Produce too much or don’t create, sometimes I can’t initiate
Love to love, or love to hate, cross the bridge, walk through the gate 
Falling, falling, spinning round, sweep the sky and touch the ground
Alice falling down the hole, whirling twirling have to go
Looking glass from the other side, I stare and wonder what’s inside…
A world, this place I’ve never been… to miss it now would be a sin
Moving forward all to fast, run from now escape the past
Forward motion, smoking gun, hurtling train of creative fun
Screaming, barreling down the tracks, don’t turn around, never never look back
Remember, always, where you’ve been, growth, change, and every friend
Blue, true, wired, wait, buy the book to get the bait
Thinking, looking all around, sight, smell, taste, sound
Imagine, wonder, stories abound, mistakes we make keep our hearts on the ground
Silver linings keep me warm, watch me, save me from the storm
Stress anxiety, my own strife, keep me, sleep me in this life 
Twinkle, sparkle, snap and shine, synapse firing down the line
Idea, realization, truth, me… take the leap and set it free