I the mist of making

I really wanted to make something new last night. I have so much I would like to do with it.

A BlueJay in a murder​

Went on a trip. The beach was beautiful as all beaches are. Met great people and hung with great friends.

Jumping rope in teams, never my main source of being. Finding paths in the rain alone mostly my way. One finger holding on to Alec’s raincoat a lighthouse.

I’m imaginary

I had this problem a few years back, I was in the middle of an amazing season of painting. I made around 300 little paintings a year and everyone loved it but a few people who had to tell me. Sadly I listened and it slowed me down. I changed my subjects a few times trying to find the same synergy and it has come back to me but I had this epiphany that I should just make as I do and stop listening to my outdoor demons.

I ‘m Jãws Blake and I paint for freedoms of the mind. I love the rest of you.

 

 

 

Tudo o que sei é que tenho que fazer como vejo o mundo.

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deep makings

Learning the best ways to let myself melt into the paint again.

Painter Files Podcast ep 34

The week of the Art Hop in Takoma Park. Big week and freaking out a little but I’ll be ok.

Always making

I came here to leave scars. IMG_5863IMG_7637IMG_5864IMG_5869IMG_8485

Time

Been meaning to make more art for the sake of making and not for shows but for spirits in search of beautiful art. IMG_1935IMG_7088IMG_9355