Land....

the internet was down...

all...
day....

long....

until it was discovered...that the bill wasn't paid....as an oversight.  oops.

oh, well...I'm back up.


and I'm here....good.  :)

and I passed by a magazine that I have....and it speaks of LAND....and the desire to explore....or desire for hard to find spices....the yearning to seek out other lands...spending lengths of time at sea...in search....

and what is this desire to do so?  what makes humans want to pick up and leave their regular....normal....safe, lives...and seek out something completely different?

if you were living in the arctic....and lived in a land of ice and snow....what would make you even desire something else?  how would you even know there was something else out there?

maybe...just following the lead of animals....the desire for food...yeah, ok....right.  good point...but,

not in all cases...

you have to take risks to see what's out there....the need to reach a land you've never seen....the desire to know something that you never knew existed....

a new experience....

a desire to feel....

a desire for exploration....

humans have travelled crazy distances for spices...for new lands....for the thrill of it all....

but

guess what?  the scariest place on earth....is located right between your head and your heart.

exploring yourself....and getting to know what lies in the dark caverns of your soul....

that is the place to explore...ahhhh.....man.....that's worth some time exploring....


it's a beautiful place.....when you stop and appreciate the real....rawness of it....

it's a place that seems to be elusive... for there times that other people put signs up....that detour you from where you need to be....

but it's up to you....to stay the course....find your way.....

but...once you discover ...the place.....the place where 'you' are....

it's the most glorious discovery on earth.


to wind up...being....where you always needed to be.....but it takes a whole lot of exploration and discovery...

to wind up....

home...at peace.....balanced....and happy....in bliss...in your very own skin, with a deep understanding of the land you've just discovered.


Lands.....to explore.....without moving a muscle...with no need for a passport....or traversing foreign lands....or getting sick from eating coconut sold on the street cut up with a dirty machete...I'm just saying....it's no fun.



discovery takes a whole lot of rumination...the turning of your mind....the discovery and re-discovery....the path you keep passing up is the path straight to your heart....

find that path.....and find your peace.


peace...and love...and discovery....and paint on your hands....there's always paint on my hands.  

Rumble House, Calgary

today it is cold....and rain is hovering...but isn't actually raining...just kinda cold and dreary....and I sit cuddling Jude...and my cat.

and I write about last night....

which was really awesome....a perfect night...a perfectly awesome night....

I went to the Rumble House (formerly, Gorilla House) in Calgary...which is a LIVE ART event that happens every Wed night.  It was founded by Rich Theroux, who is an art teacher... I think he's a jr. high art teacher, but I'm not 100% sure the exact grade he teaches.  

so, what happens is....it's a free event...you drop in to this space...which is just a big art studio, paintings hung around....paint on the floor....art tables....a small bathroom...a couch....pretty chill location to gather...artists are given inspiration....you can take it or leave it....and you paint for 2 hours....at 9, the auction starts.  anyone can wander in and bid on art that was created that night...

last night, there were a lot of new people....first timers....I think maybe about 30 artists in total in the place...

let me just say, this 2 hour limit is totally in my wheelhouse...because I usually have to paint pretty quick...

I brought a ton of stuff with me....a stretched canvas.....watercolor paper....acrylics....watercolors, gouache, pencils, sharpies.....erasers....small spray bottle, containers....brushes....watercolor brushes and acrylic brushes....

and the inspiration was...a passage from a book, that mentioned 'sight and insight'....'something seen and something seen in'

being new to this, I decided I'd go with the inspiration... and set to work finding a photo I could work with on my phone....

something that is very....black and white.... 'sight and insight'....I thought, something so obviously seen in the light of the picture, while something also, that would be visualized, in what wasn't seen, something that brings a different sight, an insight.....

and I decided to to a watercolor as well....I was working at both at the same time....

my space on the floor...

my stretched canvas one...

my watercolor, 

at 9, we started the auction.....you hold up your piece for everyone to see and you start the bid.  

I started the bid at $15 for my stretched canvas and $10 for the watercolor.  

My stretched nude sold for $20 and the watercolor for $12.  :)   Half of what you make goes back to the program.... :)   so I made, $16.  :) 

I should add, that most everyone starts the bid at like $5, or $10 or something like that...and nothing sold for more than $50.

the woman who bought my watercolor, was fascinated...and really sweet.  She said she doesn't normally buy art at the event...and she thought of just taking a pic of it...but she just, had to buy it.  

I also bought a tutu for $20 from an artist....for Zoey. 

it's just....all around....good, awesome....fun stuff.   The energy of a floor full of artists busy creating stuff....sharing and laughing...and 

amazing.  

The founder, Rich, created this....pretty cool.  

my neighbor next to me did this...

oh, plus, I made a new friend....  

peace...and love...and creating art together....

#rumblehouse

#gorillahouse

#liveart

#create

Yihla Moja...come spirit

today...

it's sunny....and perfectly breezy...just the right day....for dreams to blow in the wind....and take flight.....and land....
and take hold.....and grow.....like weeds.  

You can blow out a candle, but you can't blow out a fire, 

once the flames begin to catch, 

the wind will blow it higher, 

(Peter Gabriel, Biko)

take a handful of your dreams....and throw them out there to see what happens...I promise, you will not be disappointed.  

Peace...and love....and sunny...summer skies...

.take the ceiling off and let your dreams float as high as they can....

let your spirit....fly too, while you're at it, 

it's been too long.  

parachute....

things I need to prepare to paint....

1. chocolate
2. Music, one song to rule the world.....today's obsession is a song called, "Parachute"
3.  water cup with 7 assorted brushes that just happened to be in there....
4.  palettes with assorted colors
5.  computer....preferably at 16% battery....so it can die in the middle of painting research
6. phone for taking pics of painting progress, preferably a 6% so it will die in the middle of taking pictures of painting progress


and then....everything is surrounding me....around me on the bed....it's the only location where the studio feels good....a whole lot of natural light....a window open...for a breeze....easy access to water from the bathroom sink and a large flat comfy spot to chill and paint...

ahhhhhhhh....my little sanctuary..... where I can create and feel...complete.


I am finishing up a piece that I was commissioned to paint.  I normally do not do these things....my vision and the other person's vision...a challenge.

it's a dance...that I  don't always want to participate in...I don't have the patience for it....but...this time...I felt the need to....for a person who wanted a painting for sentimental reasons...and I can't deny an expression of someone's love.  I can't.

and she saw something in my art that spoke to her....so.....here I am....

our dance.... the sketch was hard.  a little more of that...a little less of that...it was a challenge, but finally we got to something we both liked...and then....I started painting...which is really what I wanted to do....

I couldn't wait to get started...painting to me is where my magic happens...

her husband's father passed unexpectedly in February...and this Father's Day is going to be his first without his Dad.   She wanted me to do a painting with both of them in it...but she didn't give me a photo....with both of them in it....so I had to combine the two in a natural way...from different photos.

so....when someone needs something....out of love...out of joy....it's an honor that she asked me to do this....

and before I got started, I asked her questions about her husband and his Dad....how tall are they?  what music do they like to listen to?  we talked personalities and stuff.....and it helped....it helped to deepen the understanding...and love....

and this song....brought me to the end of this painting...just kinda let me....let go.

I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand,
I don't tell anyone about the t things that we have planned
I won't tell anybody, I won't tell anybody
they wanna push me down, they wanna see you fall down...

I won't tell anybody that you turn the world around
I won't tell anybody that your voice is my favorite sound
I won't tell anybody,
they wanna see us fall, they wanna see us fall down,

I don't need a parachute, baby. if I've got you,
baby if I've got you, I don't need a parachute.
you're gonna catch me if I fall.

don't believe the things you tell yourself so late at night,
and you, you are your own worst enemy, you'll never win the fight,
just hold onto me...I'll hold onto you.

It's you and me up against the world, it's you and me,
I don't believe anything, don't trust anyone but me
but I believe you when you say we're never gonna fall...

hand  behind my neck, arm around my waist,
Never let me hit the ground, you'll never let me crash.

peace...and love...and being an inspiration....eating ramen....and spreading love.  <3

and not needing a parachute....

St. Jude, lost is found

life is a mess....and thank goodness....because in a sea of mess...that's where you find the beautifully random possibilities....

would you really want your life planned out for you? never changing? completely inside the lines?  everything perfectly predictable?

life....and love...is messy....and gorgeously so...

love....is just beautiful in it's pure simplicity....

melting in a flow of energy.....swirling in a warm sea of faith and hope

and today...


listening to Florence and the Machine's St. Jude...because sometimes you didn't know how lost something was until it is found....isn't that beautiful?

  something completely unlooked for....found...and sometimes you need to realize that whatever ends....a new emerges....but it takes courage to let things pass....and give them a good-bye...and

welcome

what was given to you....by the heavens above....because St. Jude answered....

St. Jude

Another conversation with no destination
another battle; never won
and each side is a loser,
so who cares who fired the gun?

and I'm learning, so I'm leaving,
and even though I'm grieving
I'm trying to find the meaning,
let loss reveal it,
let loss reveal it...

St. Jude, the patron saint of the lost causes
St. Jude, we were lost before she started <3
St. Jude, we lay in bed as she whipped around us
St. Jude, maybe I've always been more comfortable in chaos


and I was on the island and you were there too
but somehow through the storm I couldn't get to you,
St. Jude, somehow she knew
and she came to give her blessing, while causing devastation

and I couldn't keep my mouth shut, I just had to mention, grabbing
your attention.

and being comfortable in chaos means...you're ready....

it means...even through devastation...you can see the whole scene...as a blessing....

as an answer to prayers....because something's gotta be lost...to be found.  

peace...and love....and St. Jude....

sunglasses and hairbrushes and serendipity....

i am constantly losing things...

i guess that has developed my really great ability to find things again?  

I once found lego hair....

in a yard full of wet grass....mounds of melting snow....and all the things that dogs leave behind....

it wasn't pretty...

but I found it within 3 minutes.



I have a knack for finding things....that are lost....other people's stuff....


but....I also have the gift of never leaving MY stuff in helpful places.....or the same place twice....or....

you get the point...

which has made me adapt and account for this in such a way that I have....

5 pairs of cheap sunglasses....and 5 hair brushes....

all are strategically placed....deliberately haphazardly left in places so that as I leave the house...I will run into one of them....by chance....serendipitously.... :)

somewhere.

it's a a wonderful reunion when I stumble upon something I need at the time I need it....


ahhhhhh...such is life.  the thing you need the most....

shows up in your life....in sweet anticipation....almost before you realize you need it....

it lands there... crossing your path in a magically perfectly timed symphony of events.


bam.

so when you cross paths with something magical....like a unicorn.... for example....

don't waste a minute....in disbelief.....smile and enjoy it...enjoy the crap out of it...


because unicorns,

don't grow on trees. :)  neither do kitty cats.



peace and love and serendipity.  

I am not afraid of the dark....

"sometimes you gotta bleed to know, that you're alive and have a soul...but it takes someone to come around...and show you how."  (Tear in my Heart....Twenty One Pilots)

sometimes it's super dark.....and sometimes you forget....maybe you are just in a tunnel? 

and you only have to go a little bit further....and you will see the light.....


well....I'm not afraid of the dark...because I know there is always light....


people who give up and sit in the dark...because they accept if for what it is....

they may never feel the sun on their face.....they have no hope....no faith...no optimism...

and they would probably love it, you know...the sun.  on their face...but they figure...

hey...it's dark...it is what it is.....


and if they only made a choice...to walk a little further...and turn the corner....they may truly be amazed about what lies ahead....


and sometimes...they need a flashlight....a brilliant flashlight....that shows them a


taste....of what life is like.....in warm glow.....of the light......the distant sun......

which brings me to this song....that I was suddenly listening to.  I love Crowded House...and this version is by Brooke Fraser.

but....I love this song so much...

Distant Sun, Crowded House

tell me all the things you would change,
I don't pretend to know what you want...
When you come around and spin my top,
time and again...time and again...

No fire where I lit my spark,
I am not afraid of the dark...
where your words devour my heart,
and put me to shame...

when your seven worlds collide
whenever I am by your side
and dust from a distant sun
will shower over everyone

you're still so young to travel so far,
old enough to know who you are,
wise enough to carry the scars,
without any blame, there's no one to blame
it's easy to forget what you learned,
waiting for the thrill to return...
feeling your desire burn,

you're drawn to the flame...

and so...hey...

maybe stop sitting in the dark and kick your own ass....and go seek out the light.....

you will be much happier there....you already know how to get there...just start walking forward....but just keep going. 



peace...and love....and the distant sun....that isn't as distant as you think.... you might need sunglasses....a sun hat....some sun screen....or....fuck it...just enjoy it.....get a sun burn.  

the heart...needs some magic

following your heart sometimes means.....doing stuff that people totally don't understand...

"the heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of... we know the truth not only by the reason, but by the heart." 

Blaise Pascal 

and it's not really necessary for them to....life's meandering river takes turns we don't always expect, things we didn't plan for....but it doesn't mean....these turns aren't....

the best thing for you.  

I know a few people going through some major turns....running the rapids....and finding themselves in a place where they are struggling with what the river threw them....

unexpected stuff...for sure...but how do you deal with it?  

step up and ride it and see where it goes?  or struggle....gasping....clinging to a rock or log...wondering why? why is this happening? 

fuck why...  :) why doesn't get you anywhere....asking why is as helpful as...(insert clever analogy) well, it's not helpful, 

that's it.  

asking 'why' is like....being the ultimate victim of your own life....which is exhausting....

instead....of asking 'why?'.....

let's say..... "fuck...let's do this...." 

Oh, I forgot to mention...I'm a pugilistic optimist.....you may have picked this up.  challenges make me 

crazy for a fight....

obstacles only make me more optimistic....just so I can prove a realist wrong... just so the realist gets a taste of magic and realizes...

that magic exists.  

and then I sit and smile.... and say...see?  

and following your heart means....there is no fear, no greed, no monetary gain, no manipulation of others....it means...

you freaking love yourself and honor where your heart wants to go....and want to live a full and magical damn life. 

following your heart....your deepest desire that warms your insides...it's about feeling whole....and helping others feel whole. 

because....when people are truly happy....following their hearts....and really....really happy...they want the best for others....for everyone....and they don't need to blame or manipulate.  

manipulation is a fear tactic.  

love talks about what's good... fear talks about what's wrong.  

and hey....

loving the shit out of yourself...means....you wanna hang out with your magical shit....you know....

because...

you're the shit.  

If you are a depressing Eeyore....do you think people wanna hang out with that?  do you?  seriously.  :)  but, hey...that's a whole different topic...no doubt I will talk about Eeyore's at some point.  

Did you know...you can be freaking happy at any part of the river.....in the calm or in the rapids.... (in the sun or in the rain)

if you are committed to following your heart?  and love....and

yes....

you can be.   

or you can be miserable down the whole damn river....because you're always asking, why? how did I get here? why does it suck?  

HA!  because you are fighting against your own heart, damnit.  :) now stop doing that shit.  

and appreciate the awesome opportunity you just got handed.  :)  quit yer whinin' 

and today....because I saw these guys last night, I'm all about 'Stolen Dance' by Milky Chance....these guys are magical.  :)  love them. 

I want you by my side, 

so that I never feel alone again.  

They've always been so kind

but now they've broth you away from here

I hope they didn't get your mind, 

you're heart is too strong, anyway

we need to fetch back the time

they have stolen from us, 

I want you 

we can bring it on the floor

you've never danced like this before

we don't talk about it...

Dancin' on....do the boogie all night long

Stoned in paradise, shouldn't talk about it.  

peace...and love.....and listening to what your heart is screaming at you....

hey...

take a life jacket and pick your feet up and go with it....it ain't so bad.....stop struggling.  

#germany

#milkychance

#stolendance

#runtherapids

New Moon on Monday...

holy crap...I can sing that song...and it totally makes sense today....

I love Duran Duran....LOVE them.  ahhhh.  I have mentioned this before...but in case you don't know...


Duran Duran has a song called, New Moon on Monday....and it is indeed a New Moon....and it is Monday...


so.... here's the thing...I haven't blogged for a few days...and I'm getting a nudge to do so...


so I gotta....

I won't cite any sources....you can look that stuff up on google...and find stuff to support it...or stuff against it...

but an interesting thing about planting seeds....and the lunar cycle...is that...and not surprising...the moon cycle impacts the water in the soil....and there are studies about this....more water in soil...the better the little baby seeds will do....

so...hey....farmers know this...and it makes sense.....you want to give your little baby seeds the best chance they can have....the best time?  I've read....plant during a New Moon....and plant during a Full Moon.  

I mean...you aren't gonna plant them in a dry field full of rocks and say....good luck....but hey...the ones that do survive would be.....

bad ass.  

sometimes dreams do....survive some pretty crappy environments...

and come out....

amazing. 

and what about....

your dreams....you want your dreams to succeed don't you?  You don't just dream up dreams and say, ah, well.....it'll never survive....so why bother? 

nope...just gotta think about when to plant those dreams

...

nurture them.  

plant them

at the right time.....sometimes that means you might have to wait...hold on to those precious seeds

and....plant them... at the optimal planting time. 

Like when the soil is at it's wettest....ready to nurture the tiny little seeds

of dreams.  

ahhhhhhhh......a field of dreams....I tell you....a field of dreams.  

peace...and love...and dream seeds.  

and New Moon...on Monday.  

the tao of snowboarding...aka, commit.

yesterday....

I was exhausted.....


exhibit A:  Exhausted Mommy

I went with Jude out to Banff....to take a snowboard lesson....and....between the drive out to the mountains...the snowboarding....the falling on my petunia a couple of times....the drive back...the whatnots and everything in between....

I was tired.


But what I learned.....what we can all learn.....is...if you are going to do something....if you want something to improve....

you have to commit. commit to it.....man.....

If you've been snowboarding.....you know that, when making a turn...you have to set your intention....look where you want to go....and the board will follow.

when you turn...you need to commit to that turn....if you chicken out half way....


wipe out. fall on your ass....which isn't much fun.

the thing that gets scary is....when you hesitate....chicken out....your board gets confused, because YOU are confused......you don't know if you want to go for it....or hold back....and when that happens....your board gets confused....

and nothing good happens....you don't go forward.....you don't really go back....you just....wipe out.

it's that feeling....of a successful turn.....the commitment to it...and having it turn out...

oh...yeah....and it turns out....because you committed your shit to it.

I think just the fact.....the feeling...the physical feeling of understanding the result of commitment is like...

on some level....

it sinks in.....

in to your core.....every cell in your body starts to understand this feeling.....

which amazes me...

how we can take something physical happening to us....a learning situation....something that makes us create muscle memory...to PHYSICALLY adjust, adapt, and succeed....a physical interaction with the world around us....

and apply it to so much in our lives...

which also illustrates the importance of trying new things....to get out of comfortable and "safe" situations...and explore...

it's just....so good for your brain...your heart...your soul.

commit to exposing yourself to what may seem uncomfortable, but will ultimately lead you to the best life you could have.


go for it.   just...... if you want to turn.... go for it..and commit.

because....it can get rather boring.....out on the hill.....only riding on one edge.....afraid to experience...

the
whole
experience....


having a half experience... is riding one edge.....and you, riding on one edge...only ever allows you to  bring half to the table...

and bringing half....is living in fear...afraid to commit to the liberation of movement forward...

living...full...is living full of love....able to take on anything....having no fear.


commit to the turn.  commit to the exhilarating feeling of doing something different...of trying something new....

of soaring and not sitting...and watching quietly as others soar by you.

this movement is yours....

take it.

think of something to do...a challenge....and do it.  That is the best feeling....the feeling of saying, hey....I should do this.....and do it...even if it scares the shit out of you.....

expand your experiences.....and take it all in as it changes your soul.....forever....and you grow.

because when you do that....you rewire your brain....your transmitters...it transforms you...

bravery suits you.  :)  

and everyone has to do it for themselves....only one person per board.

They need to learn to get up and commit to their own turn.

and hey, if they don't....they can watch you as you cruise down the hill....having the time of your life...

maybe that will motivate them to do it too...

so move your ass....

and commit to your shit.... if you hesitate....you're gonna  have a mouthful of snow...or a cold petunia.


peace...and love....and commit to the challenges....

because it is intoxicating...and thrilling....and soul expanding...


so do it.   

the way I see it....Part 2, with Michael Salmon

Here we are....the results....

we actually painted the photo.....and here is what happened.


Michael Salmon: 


So, I followed my own writings in order to make this painting.  First I started out with a nice drawing. There isn't a lot of detail here, so it didn't take too long to do.

Next I tested a few colors to see if they really were what I wanted.  I was pretty satisfied with my initial color selections.  I don't think I needed to change any of them.  The only thing I did was mix a little of the quinacridone rose into the water color to get it a little purplish.

I'm really happy with the way most of this turned out.  There are a few things, however, that I wish I had done just a bit differently.  I must have rushed a few times.  First, the horizon line to the right of the girls head.  Second, some of the shading on her legs.  All these places there is just a little too much run.  I really wish that I had taken just a bit more time.  I will offer the excuse that it was considerably colder in my studio than normal, and the paper wasn't drying as quickly as I thought it would.

I am really happy with the hair.  I put it on just like I wanted to:  The mass of it one blob.  From there I began pulling out individual hairs and really putting form to her hair.  Then I darkened the color just a bit and began adding all the individual strands.  The overall effect of the hair I really like.

As for her suit:  its not really black.  I don't have black on my palette.  So I had to make a mix of all the primaries to get it the way I wanted.  Hopefully, you all like it.

Thank you to Kelly Murphy for being brave enough to ask me to help her on her project.  I had a blast chronicling my steps and producing what is, a very nice painting.  Thank you.


and....thank you so much Michael!  :)  That was really fun....I love how your foot bleeds out on the bottom right...and I love your colors and crisp lines...and I love how you got your black.  :) You have a real sharp eye for color...and attention to detail, I also love your patience...and attention to the interaction of light and dark....especially in the hair. 

awesome work....


Here is my process....

I sketched this out really quick....I tried to do the sketch within about 10 minutes....and I included a lot of extra lines....which infuses a bunch of motion and energy in the sketch...which shows up later in my watercolors....I like loose lines....and I tend to sketch quick with a water soluble graphite pencil....I tend to like to see lines all over my paintings...so I don't mind if these don't disappear when I start painting.


Here is my sketch:

Just as I mentioned in my approach in Part 1.  I started with her left shoulder...I always start on the left.

for colors....

I somewhat....haphazardly select colors....I have no plan....I have no real direction when painting...I jump about the page....with whatever feels like....where I should go.

dipping into an ultramarine blue...a splash of some red...and watch it bleed and mix on the page...I never....or shall I say....rarely do I actually mix paint in any premeditated way....

as I mentioned to Michael....I just pick some paint and hope for the best.... let things bleed as they may....

oh, sure- I don't go all Dr. Seuss, oceans are blue....sand is sand color.....for this water...I think I used about 4 blues....with a dash of red...and some green....and splashed them about here and there.....

Next...I went for the girl....and splashed some brown....some orange....some yellow....some yellow ochre.... quickly...with lots of water.

for added motion....after I splashed some color around....I used my watercolor pencils.....a blue one for some water....

and because I had picked up a purple watercolor pencil I found laying around...I used purple....which seems just as good as any to do some darker lines here and there...in her hair...and in the shadows.

The thing is.....it seems as though.....the painting area....the palette...the way we approach the painting....and the actual painting of the thing....speaks volumes of us...our personalities....

the way....I haphazardly approach a painting....where my brushes lay around.....where I find my watercolor paint.....around the house....is who I am.  I'm disorganized.  If I want to sketch something...and I see a green watercolor pencil laying on a table....I pick it up and use that...for the reason that....it was there....and I used it.  just as good as any color....

and what happens is that...I think, at least in my method....much like life....sometimes you see an opportunity....or you're handed a certain tool....a situation....whatever may be handed to you....

and it's what you do with that.....thing....that counts....not exactly what that thing is....but how you use it to your advantage.

and my lack of planning...only makes me....think about making the most out of the only watercolor brush I can find....or the only 3 colors on my palette....because I can't locate the others when I want to paint something that I'm driven to paint....I actually, I guess...create an environment that makes me....have to figure shit out....huh...how am I going to paint this with one brush and 3 colors?

I just sit down and paint...whatever is around me at the time....is what is used....maybe I'm too lazy to go find all the tools...

or maybe....I just want to do the thing so bad....I just make it happen...no matter what I'm handed...

I'm going to make it happen.

and believe me...I know my process...can drive some people mental....but so interesting to see how different we are as people....

you know....just....this kind of examination of how we paint....is really just....a bigger look at who we are...

everyone processes the world around them differently....we all just radiate our unique personalities through all we do....and when we start to examine how we paint...we see how we approach things in life....we see our strengths....and hopefully we can appreciate and love ourselves for the wonderful things we bring....and maximize those strengths....

because....by really thinking about these things....you start to know yourself....to really try to understand....where you are coming from...why you do the things you do....

and just.....LOVE YOURSELF FOR YOUR AWESOMENESS.....everyone should....

just....

do....

that.


ahhhhhhhhh......man......deep philosophical stuff.....


peace...and love....and making.....it happen.  See Michael?  

This fun exercise just made me go off into....well, the place I go....life...painting....whatnot....how it all connects.  

pink...is the color of...

love....

and


love...is the answer to everything.

Pink is the color of cherry blossoms....

Pink is the color of peace...and love...and nurturing relationships and communication....

Pink....is powerful....and calming....soft and sophisticated....

elegantly seductive....

Pink....

Peace...love...and Pink.