New work
Learning new tools, new software, allowing some creativity to flow; all the while playing in my brother’s shadow. Read More …
Through the lens
I have to admit that as of late I've been in a bit of a funk. I think it started about a month ago when I was blindsided by some news that just Read More …
My 21 year old
It is a little known fact, but I have a 21 year old named Betty . . . Before anyone has a coronary I’m talking about my car. It’s a 1990 Buick LeSaber. She’s doing Read More …
Exciting news
So it’s rare that I’m REALLY excited about anything but i’m really looking forward to this new Author that’s going to be writing posts on this blog. Her name is Littlefoot, you’ve heard me talk Read More …
Warning signs
So, Yoda wasn’t the first to piece all of this together. A movie script from the 70’s penned “Fear is the path to the dark side, fear leads to anger; anger leads to hate, and hate leads to suffering”. Some 2000 years ago the half-brother of Jesus Christ penned these inspired words of God. Now we know and have the tools and strength to watch for the warning signs along the way; when the road sign says “Death Ahead” . . . why in the world stay on that road? Read More …
It’s just a mug . . .
It’s just a mug isn’t it? Glass, maybe ceramic, heated and blown into the shape of a cup. Then a handle, carefully crafted and affixed to the side of the cup ever so gently. Moments Read More …
Cold,
an unloving hand no emotion burns behind the flesh steel, molded in heat filled with springs and pins a machine, an instrument just as the pianists emotion filled hands give life to the piano, so Read More …
Death . . .
Oh Angel of mercy and Angel of pain. Mercy for the dead Pain for the living You are with us now are you not? Do you stand at the foot of his bed? or do Read More …
Keeping a promise
So, nothing deep or amazing about tonight's post. Just wanted to do a few things and provide a heads up for those of you unfortunate enough to have happened across my ramblings. I'll Read More …
Sleep Overtakes me . . .
No, not now you've come too soon. A dark silhouette lays before me Angelic songs spill from her lips My hands become my eyes as I see her, dangerous Read More …