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Why retreating is good (& coming back strong is better)

'Taos Pueblo Dog'

 

Why is my website changing again?  And what was I doing the last few weeks?

a – did the “caveman” thing and retreated to my cave.

b – went senile and found myself…in a thriftshop.

c – quit the art life, now I’m a certified monk.

d- changed my last name to “Picasso” so I’ll finally get some recognition!

 

If you answered any of these, well then I must be pretty convincing, but no.  None of those things are right.  Though the Picasso idea did cross my mind, hmmmmmm…..

The last few weeks I was going through some major life changes.  There was a time where it was very difficult to do my art.  I “allowed” myself, perhaps for the first time in my life, to make art without expectation.  Expectation can be a dirty word, as you may set yourself up for failure.  Failure of what?  Being a lousy artist or fraud?  Some of those ideas popped in my head, and I made it pop out once I grabbed my graphite and started drawing.  Seems like art can wash away the grim and crap of the material world.

But other changes were not physically done, more of a mental questioning of my beliefs.  Why am I working a day job thatis making me miserable?  Why am I still in Albuquerque?  Why am I still doing art?  Should I do landscapes or portraits?  Or both?

 These are just a few of many, but they all seemed to bombard my mind at the same time.  That’s what made it so tough this month.  I’m grateful I sold a small painting, and even my old Mac that I wasn’t using anymore.  I have also been throwing out or donating stuff that I don’t use anymore.  Rather small things like some clothes or other junk in my home.  The present moment can be real difficult to be, I can understand why people always focus on the past or future instead.  It’s relief from the present pain.  But is it unhealthy to focus away or deal with it head on?

And last I redesigned my site to a “no-frills” theme.  It suits me just find, very simple and uncluttered.  No fancy logo or type.  Just what you see is what you get.  I love the warm white color, it helps humanize the feel of my site.  I love that my name and description are up there and quite a simple font.  The art and words are bigger than my name, that’s the point.  That’s the way it should be.  My landscapes and portraits are now separate pages.  I used a new plugin called “Extend Images” which blow up the image after clicked.  It’s a nice, cool surprise.  You can even move it anywhere in the site.  The presentation of my art has never looked better.  Especially this pueblo dog painting I recently did.  And yes, commissions are available!  Give me a shot at your pet, let me amaze you. 

I feel very proud
of this latest incarnation.  A timeless
website full of great art and writing.
That’s all I really want.  That’s
all I really have to offer.  Hope you
still follow me.  You can’t stop
evolution, and that’s where my life is now.

I’m no liar, Creativity is the fire to go higher

"Acoma Church"  oil on board

"Acoma Church" oil on board

 

Creativity is the fire we must light our ass to get the results we want.  Do you want results?

But we have to get off our butt to get anything done.

Damn, that stinks to high heaven!  I’m going to try a different approach what creativity means to me.  I never did it this way before.  I’m a poet, always have been, maybe it will evolve into a new style of writing, who knows.  But here it goes:

 

 

What we reach in our soul

we take the best we want to control

but fear will be our master

if we allow hell into our hearts.

To the devil’s delight we lie face down

to the ground of discontent and brutality.

Here comes now the cinema show of ugly reality.

Who can look it in the face will determine

the fate of the human race.

Try if you must, try to escape

there’s none for the heartaches.

The only tonic that I know is to light

a match to overthrow

the evils of devil’s delight

that burn through your soul

night after night.

But now it’s your turn

to let that fire burn

to ignite the flame that’s

deep in your heart

to breathe some life into

a life without some spark.

And if you want to get to heaven

if that’s your desire

light that flame and go higher.

 

The point is to get off our asses and do something creative, and I mean anything…right now!  I was inspired to write this post from this article.  Create or perish!

Splat, my next adventure at the Petroglyphs

An outdoor moment at the Petroglyphs

An outdoor moment at the Petroglyphs

My next adventure at the Petroglyphs

I went back out again to the Petroglyphs in ABQ, NM recently.  It was a fine, beautiful day with a touch of strong and breezy wind.  This is my second time out and as you see from the photo, a painting that I did last time with a limted palette of blues and yellows only, I found my senses and my red and white paints and decided to add some “meat to the bone”.Yes, that means that I’m painting over this baby, so I can see how the full potential of this painting will turn out.  You can check out how this first time out there went at your own time, right here.

So which brings me now to is the next part of the story.  Let’s just say that it was nice to be out painting there.  When I’m outdoors, I feel that I can be myself.  I’m pure and innocent like nature.  Just don’t tell anyone else, m-kay?  There were just a few people around, so I went to an isolated area away from the trails, so I can have my own piece of earth to stand upon and majestically paint towards the heavens.

I spent much more time out there, at least an hour, maybe 90 minutes, but it was longer than the first time out.
I’m in peace
I’m in my zone
I am home
I am not alone
Damn, forgot my phone!

Final painting of the Petroglyphs

Final painting of the Petroglyphs

But no worries here, life is good when you’re painting in the moment.  Then before you know it, you’re finished, or at least there’s nothing else you can do or it’ll look like mud.  And soon after I folded my easel up and my painting looking good, a strong and mighty wind blows my easel over.  Like going head first into the ground.  Splat.  Suddenly, dirt infiltrated my painting and like it or not, I get to take a little more New Mexico home with me than I thought.  I wasn’t happy of course, I thought I was being cursed.  Either nature was telling me that my painting sucked or remember who’s  the more powerful one.  Yup, I know right then and there that nature is more powerful, I’m just a small pebble in her world.

Fortunately, I took a picture of the painting before it took a swan dive into Mother Earth.

My next and final part involves you…
If you have been receiving and reading my newsletters for the past year, you may have noticed some changes.  I have a habit of experimenting with my newsletter design, because like my art, I want it to be a masterpiece…and different.  I would rather come off as a simple, inspirational newscaster than a stiff corporate wall street know-it-all.  I want to go more in depth with my stories, show art here before anywhere else, and have some fun I may not do during my usual blog mode.  I have some pretty funky ideas and maybe you do as well.  You’re all special to me and I’ll listen to any suggestions you may have in making my newsletter better, my site better and my art better.  You can make a difference in helping me reach higher than I ever been before.  I don’t forget the supportive people in my life.