An Artist Am I

Read a Q&A about how to be a Freelancer this morning.

Glad I did because it told me what I needed to hear and let me know I am on the right track. My talent does not go unnoticed, but doesn't seem to take me anywhere. I know I have to make the move to push my name out there, but time only holds me back. Many projects this year and so little in the ways of a means to accomplish them. Some nights I am able to stay up burning the midnight candle and others I try, but my body begs me for rest. How are you going to do this, I ask myself. Myself replies, I don't know.
My birthday is coming up and leaves me with another year to reflect upon. I'll be ready for a stout drink and fun with my girl. Year 28 was good and made many life changes, career, relationship, and understanding just a little more about how it all works. My father has had a stroke, luckily a small one, but still a stroke. Doing my best to coop with my thoughts and emotions on the matter and visiting him every chance I get. Look forward to his discharge. Hoorah, and thanks for listening.

We are One

Years continue to pass and my eyes see more and more.

I see the struggle my friends and family have. I see little by little how we need a change in the way we live and how we live with one another. When asked to identify my race on a survey/application I circle "other" or "prefer not to answer" because I don't see the need to say I am any different than any of my other brothers & sisters on this Earth. We must bring the walls down that separate our people.

We are one people, no need to mention the differences, because there are none. We live on this rock in space and should be learning how to be a part of it not apart from it. We are human, an amazing creature of nature, not something created in a day. We have creativity as our tool for survival. We need not things to make us happy, but ourselves and one another for that. We are capable of anything, so what are we waiting for? Stop supporting the system, start supporting yourself and your community. Stop all negative thoughts, realize what you have and be happy. Stop being a slave to money, and give freely with love. Do not be afraid, for fear is a choice. Understand what dangers lay ahead, and prepare as best as one can. Do not be too proud, ask for or extend a hand of help whenever possible. We are one on this earth and should remember that without it we will not be able to survive. Move to renewable resources, and abandon those which keep us chained to a failing way of life. We can be more than we ever think we can be. We just to give it a try. Love one another, because we are the same, because we are one people. People of life & love, not destruction & hate.

New Year's Day

Aw the new year. The fresh start. A chance to get it right for once. So 2012 was an alright year, made my fist art sales on the internet, one of many goals. This year is already jammed packed with opportunities. Train-jumping, Tulsa/OKC Momentum, My 29th Birthday, 2 Books, more artwork posted for sale, Firefighter tryouts, EMT Life, Dive Master Training, Proposing to Megan, Mom/Dad's Birthdays, Help my Brother get his life on track, and instead of doing 2 things half ass, I'll be shooting for doing one thing whole ass - Ron Swanson

Thanks for listening!

The Beginning of the End

I'm not going to lie. I don't like this time of year. My biggest issue in life is the end. Once you've reached it, I feel so unsatisfied. I know I am not the only one on this issue, but it just sucks. Example: one of my favorite past-times (which I haven't done in a long time) is watch a trilogy, saga, or legacy (if that is what you call the next set after a saga) in a day if possible. The only problem is I feel upset when it's over, because I must go back to reality.

Do I really belong here? In this form of being? I don't necessarily believe in past lives, but more of an understanding of a drive to be apart of another time or dream. Heck even another form of reality. The closest parallel dimension is only a, in theory, millimeter away from your exact location right now. What exists on that other side? I do hope to find out one day. Back to my bashing of this time of year. The general public tend to get way too stressed for a holiday meant to be about loving one another. People should slow down and breath again. It's our journey that makes life worth living.

November's Bounty

So I am working as an EMT now. Got a couple of freelance gigs going on. Deciding whether to sell the house or work harder to make more money. Haven't painted in a while, but I am working on sketches. Will post art soon. Thanks for listening.

October's Harvest

The Guardian at the Falls

As we move into my favorite time of the year, I like to look back how the year has been overall. The beginning of the year started with me going back to school to become an EMT. I lost my job as a graphic designer at a company that didn't appreciate me looking for another career due to their hostile work environment. My love for art has kept me in the field of design, but I was only in it for art. I haven't had the easiest time setting aside time for my art, both because I want to entertain myself and lack of inspiration. I am currently working on a children's book and getting back into painting for next year's new pieces. On the 13th of this month Living Arts is hosting Momentum (Artshow for artist under 30 years). My art was fortunate enough to make it once again into the show. Their choice of 3 of my submissions was not what I expected but so be it. I create for myself and need no explanation. Until next month, talk with you then! Thanks for listening

Labor Day Weekend

Dinner with the parents. Meg's Birthday on the 14th. First month working as an EMT and loving it. Art submission to Tulsa's Momentum, 1 piece chosen (Underopolis II). Continuing to workout in hopes of one day becoming a firefighter. Struggling with relationship with Meg, but worked it out. Must prepare for oncoming of winter. Thanks for listening