No time like the present to resume blogging. As I sit here, early, Houston being here. From the hotel window, I could see soccer players late last night under the lights at Memorial Park. I don’t believe in outdoor lighting aside from sporting events – and not for events like in giant dome buildings but … Continue reading
I have been travelling further into the season that I thought I would. I thought my travel would go through October and into the middle of November but I find myself still travelling. In the last two weekends, I have been to Galveston, Shreveport, Houston, then back to Shreveport again. I am grateful for the … Continue reading
So, I never thought I would see a half-dressed man with his arms crossed, standing with his arms folded, in the lane of the interstate in which I was driving at midnight. I was driving home from White Linen Night in the Heights of Houston. It had been a long and intense day. My daughter … Continue reading
Adventure follows me everywhere I go and 4th of July was no different. I just finished cleaning all the blood out of my car. I hadn’t seen it the night before. I had been so caught up in the moment and in the slobber and in how I could not have stopped him from running … Continue reading
Painting is a series of risks, much like life. I see in my evolution of painting, that where once I was concerned about overpainting I am not currently thinking of it. I continue to paint as long as the canvas is speaking to me. There are paintings I held back on, for fear something undesirable … Continue reading
I would always rather you tell me what you want, rather than what you don’t want. I believe in thinking forward with positive, for what we want and what we see are powerful indicators of where we are going. There is the common story of a man who did not like the idea of growing up … Continue reading
Where am I spending my time, that’s what I’m asking myself. In the last few months, I have been too busy. From one thing to the next I have been going and I want to change that. I have found that in a busy life, there is not room even for myself in my own life. I … Continue reading
I am painting, again, after taking two months away. The two months went by rather fast and, sometime into it, I began to consider that maybe my painting days were behind me. There are times when we take a break from things in life. It can be good for us and, I believe, most of … Continue reading
What does it mean to be human? Imperfection, entirely perfect. I like not having to live with perfection. I’m not into it, for myself or for those around me. I do not want a perfect home, I do not wish for my kids to be perfect. I wish for imperfect art. In the brushstrokes of my … Continue reading
The art of life. The thing about life is that life happens. Sometimes, it gets busy. My goal is to keep it not so. I have no interest in proceeding through the rest of my life in a hurried fashion. I have tried that and found it does not work for me in the leastest. … Continue reading
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