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Well it sure feels like madness anyway. It used to be called “the little death” but I think it’s more accurately a form of nightly insanity.
Oh I know all the supposed wonderful things about dreams giving you great insight, and lucid dreaming and all, but with rare (very rare) exceptions, my experience has been that sleep (at least the dreaming portion) is a mental state to be escaped quickly and thankfully.
Not that dreams are always bad, because those are also the rare exceptions. But still, dreams are just nuts in a way I can’t wrap my head around. And honestly, it’s never proved to be worth the effort.
Just my experience, anyway. How ’bout you?
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Well of course the river rocks! But also of course I’m talking about the rocks in the river. Which also rock, because as you can see, they’re living rocks. Everything is energy, everything has life and awareness, even though we might not recognize it as such.
Each rock is its own energy system. Every river is its own energy system. Then the river and the rocks together are a higher energy system. Much like the cells in our body are individual energy systems, as are the more complex tissues, on to our organs, and finally our entire human self.
It’s worth keeping in mind that all of reality is an infinitely nested series of energies with ever more complex and beautiful types of life and awareness.
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Me listening to a podcast and forgetting I had the headphones on when I took the picture.
I’m working with larger sizes and larger drill bits. And therefore more detail in the dots, which I’m really enjoying. The magical ethereal effect is just magnified.
And yes, I’m having as much fun as it looks like!
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11.5″x11.25″ (approximately) Acrylic on reclaimed wood. $288.00
This work is painted on reclaimed wood, so the dimensions are approximate. Also, the sides might not be perfectly straight, but they’re close. I’ve left the edges of this painting unpainted, letting the raw wood show just to keep in the spirit of recycling. I’ve also attached a black paracord and wall bumpers to the back for easy hanging, though of course you’re welcome to have it framed if that’s your preference.
For those of you curious about why I paint this way:
My mother appeared to me outside a window of my house about a dozen years after she passed away. She was standing in gently rolling fields of living, aware flowers of the most unearthly beauty — colors that don’t exist on earth. Many years before that, my experiences with entheogenic substances caused me to perceive the world in a new way.
And what that has to do with the way I paint is everything.
I can’t reproduce the colors or textures from those experiences, but these Sparks of Joy are as close as I can come. And yes, it’s a very joyful experience when you see the world like this. I don’t mean literally as in “seeing things” but knowing that this is the reality of the way the world is made, that behind and beyond the mundane outward appearances there is a magical substrate: well, the joy that brings me is something I want to share with anyone who chooses to bring my art into their lives.
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14.25″ x 5.5″ Acrylic on reclaimed wood, $316 (US shipping included)
The little curved black area at the top right and the thin black line at the bottom are not part of the painting, they’re areas where the wood doesn’t conform neatly to the rigid straight lines of the graphic image. What do you expect? It’s leftover wood from some project or other. I think these imperfections give the artworks an extra bit of character. Plus, I feel good that it didn’t go into a landfill. (You can feel good about it too, if you buy it! 😄)
Of course, I make sure to seal the wood with acrylic medium and multiple coats of acrylic gesso before painting to make sure the art itself is as archival as that painted on any traditional support.
I have no idea if people are going to respond positively to the recycled aspect or not, but it means something to me, so I’m going to keep going with it, as well as continuing to paint on traditional supports like panels and canvas.
So what does the title mean? Does it evoke traveling to you? My wife Tekakwitha came up with the title when I was stumped, and I can totally relate to it.
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Acrylic on recycled wood, 14.24″x6.5″ (approximately)
This painting is on reclaimed 3/4″ scrap plywood. The black line at the bottom right is not part of the painting, but is where the wood is missing from where it was cut as part of some project.
These paintings on reclaimed scrap wood are sometimes not square, having angles, saw marks, and other imperfections. The left side of this painting is not straight, although this doesn’t show in the picture.
I love the idea of painting on something that was destined for the landfill. Making something beautiful out of something that absolutely was not. Kind of like what can happen with our lives, don’t you think?
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It didn’t to me either, but that was the first thing my wife saw, and I liked that.
I just finished rereading The Legend of Bagger Vance by Stephen Pressfield (stay with me here) and there’s a lot in that book that isn’t about golf. In fact, the book isn’t really about golf at all, golf is just the vehicle for the meaningful stuff. I also found out that the book was based on the Bhagavad Gita.
There’s a lot of talk in the story about finding your authentic swing. And of course, your authentic swing is what you have to find in life, whether it’s your golf game, your painting game, your relationships, or your own spiritual journey.
I feel like I’ve been honing in on my authentic painting swing for the past year. I’ve come close in my career, but never as much as recently. And like Rannulph Junah, the protagonist in the story, I found it, then got in my head and lost it, and have come back to it now with greater understanding. I don’t find my painting path, my painting path finds me. And then I get out of the way and allow it to paint through me.
Kind of like getting on a ride at a theme park.
Oh, and the field of flowers or the bridge? It makes absolutely no difference. That’s head stuff that happens after the fact. I present the painting with a name that serves as an identifier, with some reference however tenuous, to the imagery so the title can be a useful tag.
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