Well, I can’t say that he is ‘exactly endorsing me here, and he is certainly not saying “yo what a kick-ass snowboard graphic”. I think he is more saying “yeah, i know what’s I’m gonna do about the economy…”
Anyhow, a friend (thank you Mr. Databass) saved this for me a while back from the April 2004 issue of The Economist: a picture of John Kerry riding a Burton Supermodel with my graphic on it- the Prince of Swords. Which also means he riding a 6 year old snowboard. I’m honored. Here is a link to the original painting –
At 6:30 in the morning my eyes couldn’t be blasted open with dynamite. Closed, they play more movie dreams on my eyelid screens. At six forty, with the phone alarm going off again, they are defeated by the hand which reaches to shut it off so quickly all over again and fall back into slumberland… by seven I am up and so is Violet and I am off to paint… And so it goes that I arise and dreams fade with the sunrise but you knew that was how that poem was going to rhyme. And so it goes that plans are laid and the best made plans are easily swayed by the ebb and flow of a thousand and one different currents and the currents which divide are also sometimes those which bind. Several nights before, in the swirling mystery of my mind where I am of the winds and the sunny skies, I – the smiling face in the dawn and the kiss that bids you good night as the evening falls… I am the forever and ancient script written on the wall always saying the same thing over and over and over again. How many times are you going to reread me til you finally understand me, asks my ever questioning mind. I am eternal. I am Love. And love is everything. My body rising, opened up as it passed through the ceiling and I could see all the things of my dark corners trying to pull me back with worry or frustration or fear, all of them saying that I might never be enough with out them and if I were to rise and be my fullest then I better…. I better… I better not let it go… They clawed up til the very last veil was lifted up to the sky we rose, and the light illuminated everything and it was blinding and fearless, alive and endless. Voices came and went and spoke to me of grandeur and sweetness and three words lasted through it when I returned into consciousness. Love, said the light, the void, the spirits, Is Everything. I returned to my lying in bed and the hour was late but I had been and gone so I rose, leaving Violet sleeping in bed, and returned to my canvas, the painting, and the corners there, which seek illumination, mirroring the illumination of my own being.
I have rewritten my mission statement as I am an evolving being…
My natural way of being is as an expression of spirit manifest in this reality that we collectively experience. My artwork is an expression of the interaction of spirit and this collectively experienced reality.
I see reality, perceive it, and digest it, creating artwork inspired and informed by those perceptions. Following psychological and metaphysical associations of colors, mind doodles, and memories as a way of allowing the spirit to manifest itself through me, the work I create expresses a beauty which, in turn, is an expression of the divine within myself. That creation, to me and to many who see it, speaks of a deep beauty and reverence for life and the process of living.
Is it my intention to create something beautiful? The morning sun rises and, by doing so, creates a work of art. The bird outside sings a song and, by following it’s natural instinct, composes a melody. Likewise, by following my own instinctual rhythms and harmonies, I can create something that expresses the natural beauty of my own “being human”.
Artwork is a way, for me, of breaking down the barriers between the world within myself and the world this “I” experiences. When I break down those barriers I find a sense of openness awareness and unity. This open awareness can be used to examine myself and my relationships with the world around me. By doing this I hope to create a healthier world for myself and others.
When I have finished a painting, I have a product of my own self-examination, expressing aspects of my own human nature and my relationship with the divine. Human experience follows numerous archetypal patterns and we all share a collective consciousness that is a deep ocean of memories, symbols and patterns. The experience I have of spirit and matter and the truths I find in my exploration thereof are echoed in these patterns. By being open to allowing these patterns and designs, archetypes and symbols to channel through me and following them to their roots and heights, I can reveal to myself and others things which we have forgotten or missed about our own beings, our divine nature and the nature of reality itself.
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