Always making
You grow older in the mist of a powerful painting. I remember being 10 when I picked up a brush for real for the first time. To make a thing and mean to see it alive was a hard and long journey. I felt like I was at the end of a hallway trying to get to the doorway where Piccaso was standing. 
This paper man! It gets me. I keep learning it better each day. It feels like learning to hold my liquor in college.
These Papers are made in the deepest part of the world. I feel the freedom moving pasts my fears.
There is the power in the universe that grabs you. It is not like arms but more like solar fingers. You are a part of it and it you. The paint feels like a slow whisper of all the places the fingers stop to play the piano. I think that it is all part of a long dance that started before you and anything related to you and will end long after you. This all feels like a journey on the map of a placemat in a pancake house.
Art found me and me it.
A groove hits the chills on my skin and the world fades out. Just me a canvas and a brush, yah know? I don’t know that anyone gets that feeling as much as I do. I Daydreamed that scene from the movie Strange Expectations, there is this part where the painter Finn gets these large ….giant canvases and paints all these images that have been living inside him and is suddenly mentally free to feel everything he has been too busy to free. I feel a lot of adulthood is so busy you just don’t go on all your adventures because of a leg set of ideas that you can’t make real. With this paper, I feel so free and I can’t wait to make these ideas so I can make completely new ideas where space will be. Art Adventures.
Always making
I saw it in a dream and had to see it with my own eyes. She is amazing and I’m trying to not let myself be crazier on the canvas but maybe I just have to let it happen for a while and see what lives behind my eyes again? The real choice is not making one and just being, I guess.
These table top shows are my hope of making huge waves in my local art scene. I wish that they link me too much bigger things. I don’t really want what past Jawara wanted for him self. Now I want bigger. My demons are hungrier.
It is a big time to make again. I hope you come out and see me. It would mean the world to me. 
deep makings
Long week but we stand.
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