One of the few things I know with absolute certainty, and I get the feeling that you’ll agree with me, is that people lie.
In the past I’ve chosen to bypass, unobserve what’s downright obvious —those big red flags— in the hopes that they may not exist at all, even though they were right there for me to see regardless of what I would’ve wanted them to be. I’m mostly referring to people’s behaviour in my personal interactions but I’m also referring to culture in general …and science.
My friend/band mate texted me wanting to know if we could meet that afternoon and I’d never read him so eager to meet. I told him it had to wait till after midnight since that was my cooking day (I cook once a week for the whole week). I suggested he could go see a band and have a beer until I get to the studio.
I was intrigued and wanted to find out what was going on so I pushed to get my prepping done and got to the studio at around 12:30am. A bit afterwards he showed up with a slight tipsy jolly and (I’m paraphrasing here) began praising the man:
“I got this book for you… I’ve been on fire, can’t stop thinking about branding!”
My whole life I’ve been a perfectionist, I must say maybe even a control-freak. This, I believe is the reason I’ve never been able to complete anything past a certain point. I’ve successfully broken through this pattern with painting and I think this is because Continue reading “Be Like Water”
As I’m walking away from the building, my friend from the neighbor building says from his 2nd floor window:
“Are you dead?”
It was like a “Twilight Zone” moment, I was already off by the inertia of my own procrastination and thinking that all my work and equipment could just blow up any moment… Continue reading “The Power Of Inertia”
“The opposite of love is not hate …it’s indifference.” —Elie Wiesel
The other day I did the routine update to my WordPress website software and checked out the “Freedoms” tab which explains the type of license that WordPress operates on: an Open Source General Public License (GPL). I already knew this, but it just feels good to see a solid business model that works from every angle.
So what is to be an artist? What is prestige, recognition, status? Why is it that every time I think about any of these labels, it feels like I’m putting on a prison suit?
In my first brick and mortar show, I was talking with a man looking at my work, at some point he asked if it was abstract something or whatever else, I don’t remember what.
“It’s nothing” I said, “…it’s just paint on a board. I paint until it makes me feel good, you can call it whatever you want but it’s really nothing.” He looked at me and smiled, I could feel a relief in his vibe, he also knew that it was nothing. I continued, Continue reading “Labels Are Like Ghost Blades”
A few days ago I commented on a vloger’s post. She thanked me for the comment and I thought that was it but later in the day someone replied to my comment. The reply had nothing to do with her post, nor with my comment, which was about how the real transmission is in between the words, and how we all use filters to perceive the world and exchange information. The reply said: Continue reading “How I Discovered The Lie Of The World”