Tag: experience

  • Metaphysical Creation & the Mind’s Elation

    The upside of entering your 30’s is that ideally you have ten+ years of trying many things, going many places, meeting many people, with the result of attaining a more tuned sense for your place in the world… That is discovering what you enjoy doing most and realizing where your energy is best put in place. Encapsulated within it all is a both a sense of urgency to create a strong, meaningful body of work and experience, intertwined with a casual nature wherein disregarding the seriousness of it, in realizing it need not amount to anything, only the slice of the moment in which it is spent.

    The work we do as artists and humans is deeply personal, stemming from what has past, not even always known to us, yet if done properly, it still taps into a universal knowing that travels beyond our visual cortex into the euphoric void, awakening a sense of curiosity, wonder, and awe.

    Aside from all that, I’m thankful for how life continues to unfold, the importance I put in various aspects of my life, continuing to check in with myself, gauging where I’m at in relation to where I could be; not in physical location, but my personal reality that progresses over time, which in turn branches out into the network of everybody else. That is basically to say: getting my life in order, keeping it in order, so I’m able to put more energy into performing at my best for those in my life, whether it be brief or long term. And so I can spend more time painting of course.

    If something is hindering me, disrupting my daily flow; I notice. I believe it is the difference between being able to figure out a solution right away, or letting it get the best of me day in, day out for weeks on end. This could be as simple as a loose door knob, or something more involved such as a disorganized/dysfunctional workspace. It reminds me of something I heard once, something about how the best tools, gear or equipment is the that which you don’t notice. It should flow seamlessly; you should have to think about whether it’s working properly or affecting your ability to perform. It simply works. This can be carried over into most anything, whether it be a good conversation, interior design, hiking shoes, etc.

    With my painting, I notice what works and what doesn’t with my setup, I’m left handed, so my palette must be on my left. I now have a comfortable chair that swivels and rolls so I can more easily play with my dog when she comes to me with a toy. I work on many paintings during one session, so I have a large glass surface to mix acrylic colors. I don’t have the greatest lighting, but I had a nice under-shelf light that I was using for another purpose weeks and months prior. Since I was doing less of that, and much more painting I relocated the light which has elevated my painting experience! I have since purchased another under-shelf light for its original purpose, on my art print work table. This is where I cut prints to size, frame them, package them etc.

    To speak on my paintings themselves, I have come to create them to the degree that no brush strokes, no colors, no compositional details will disrupt my viewing experience of the painting. Sure, I may never succeed entirely at this feat, but I can inch closer in closer with each work that I create, working relentlessly to rid it of all flaws that my eye can see. Each painting is another leaping off point— with new techniques, and refined taste gained. While know nothing will be perfect, I’ve found satisfaction, and ultimately comfort in the striving to be better, to encounter less disruptions in the day to day (my dog gets a pass) by having the presence of mind to notice. Sure, there are many things to address in this way, some for a long time now, but they are prioritized, and in time will lend well to the mindful, minimal, and productive life that put emphasis on myself to embody.

  • Judgement

    We as people only require a quick little glimpse in order to form a radical judgment about someone, something or a situation. Yet such judgment can be threatening for ourselves personally, and ultimately culture as a whole. For such judgement is not accurate as it doesn’t tell the entire story. It never does and never will. Notorious for problem solvers, we will attempt to seek a solution with any amount of information we may have. So, the more information the better. The less reaction, the better. It seems we’ve become expect to react grandly to whatever may be occurring; yet that only heightens and exasperates needlessly. More solutions can equal more problems. There are no absolute answers, no be all-end all.

    I hate that I would judge people just going about their business. Maybe it’s natural human instinct, or perhaps is some type of self-dissatisfaction deep inside. It’s difficult to know where certain inhibitions become formulated. They’re just another human making their honest effort to get through this life. It’s certainly not easy, we can all do better and judge less. Let it be as it is, bring peace to yourself by doing so. And to not interrupt a process off discovery.

    Lately I really simply aim to share my experience, and work on leading by example rather than vocalizing what all that I may perceive to be not right. I catch myself making these mistakes and can only reflect and do better next time. Sure there are certain instances where mistakes are necessary there are always exceptions.

    And lastly… I’d rather be judged, than to be the one who is doing the judging.

  • Fiery Hues Photoshoot w/ Sav (Pt. 3)

    Fiery Hues Photoshoot w/ Sav (Pt. 3)

    While driving away from our prior location to soak up the warmth of the dashboard heat, I spotted a small shack on the side of the road that I thought Savannah and I should check out. I pulled over about 100 feet past it with my car at a steep angle on the side of the road. I opened my driver door with force, as Savannah only had to pull the handle and her passenger door flung right open. We headed down the side of the road on foot and made our way through chest-high vegetation to the tattered shack with it’s door propped shut.

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    A passing car honked at us, and yelled. We were confused at first, then realized it was our friend Stephen 😛

    Being such a small shack and the inside not really having a floor, we came and wentIMG_0572

    Next, we headed to the large concrete silos near the middle of town. I drove up to the bank and parked behind it. I had never gotten up close to these silos before and I don’t believe Sav had either, so it was all a surprise to us. The first silo had lots of interesting aspects to it, which we used to our fullest advantage!

    That dripping green paint gradient effect!

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    To the center of the silo…IMG_0593IMG_0592

    And to the square opening the background…

    Sometimes it just makes sense to frame the subject within a rectangle!

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    I wanted to add a little more depth, so I asked her to peak her head out from the opening.IMG_0596

    We then went around the outside of the silo to find some nice color and angles.

    From here, we headed to the neighboring silo across the field. We mostly kept the photos to the inside, as the outside walls weren’t as appealing from where we were standing. Don’t get me wrong, the silo as a whole is beautiful, it just wouldn’t have worked as well for these photos.

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    All in all, we had great day and got some great photos, Savannah is a natural!