Hi-ho and hello.
How is the day? How was your night before?
I didn’t dig into myself to be honest this week, as a matter of fact, I’ve been doing some decompression techniques, like painting, meditation through music and using Google’s Balance® and trying to stay quiet. I had just figured that instead of leaning into my worries, why not ignore them?
Which in a sense, it is managing the first pillar but I didn’t take to account that within my postings. Life sometimes distracts, acts as a yielding sign protruding from a most obvious position, and still I drift.
But like yesterday, I did take accountability to the morose degree afflicted through what and how I’ve been writing. And I think I am going to share this…art, an art project I’m still trying to finish, though, if it wasn’t for my son’s crushing hands with the clay I’d be a tad farther than I am. I hope you enjoy, will be posting to Pops.dreamd4rk on insta as well, and likely going to be starting an ADHD/MS journey with my art there as well as my psychological variables here… we’ll see how it goes.
Art (in production) – by: M. R. Vega
There is still more to come, the idea is to integrate the faces into the canvas enough that it comes off more than the characters are trying to burst through. To which, if we wanna get into art, here’s my thoughts:
Can you tell, I’m trying to land on my feet?
I love it, hopefully that’s an obvious aspect. But in honest reflections, I don’t like perfection and care more for something that gives a decent analytical value to the person who is creating it.
There’s something about nature though, for myself that captivates my heart in that I’ve gained a beneficial perspective to what I want to capture with my art and what I care to contain within, whether it be my eyes, and the memory bank of visuals, but more than, I love with nature the present moment and being with nature for that moment. So I try not to share those moments, I try not to touch nature and/or painting it as I like it how it is, transient, perpetually available for my senses, all six, and this is a connection I try to maintain. So…I share the personal, the isolation of reality for myself, so I’ve taken to detailing my internal struggles and life with that and what I create. I feel it holds a perspective that enriches an understanding to the whole, for the blog, the site, my health and the writer I am.
An introduction to what inspires:
A favorite of mine, for reference would be Michael Hussar. I will leave a link to his IG page, I respect his hand and would rather not taint his work with my page, I don’t want to offend. But I do advise to click the link and check out his creations.
https://www.instagram.com/michael_hussar?igsh=MXAxa2p0NDFybm1xZA==
I love the flaws within the beauty captivated in each character shared of his, there’s a harrowing detail and viciousness with each and I think it’s wonderful in a descriptive manner. The vile nature of each subject, or at the least, most, captures the darkness of the deepest parts within each human shown. There’s something raw, and very much grasping the degradation of humanity captured that I tend to enjoy. It’s not the misery, it’s not the horror that I enjoy though, it’s the truth to the image.
This is something I look for most artists that I favor, I like the accountability to making errors, having flaws, and being themselves. To be and show oneself, even when struggling, falling apart, or building back up, I feel creates an ideal person. Be yourself, be true, and share the honest humanity of what we are, if not for any reason but that we’re alive, that we’re here, that we can create.
Anyhow, I’m more than late and need so many things to be finished by the weekend. Signing out til the ‘marrow.
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May the day be bliss, and the night cherished. Thank you for the support and continued reading. See you tomorrow.
Nosce Te Ipsum
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