A venture taken to Beverly Shores near Chesterton sparked a few new creations. Including, skipping stones with a foreign family and ukulele tunes. Here at the beach, I unloaded my bag of art supplies. Poured a flinch of water in my frisbee and got to water color painting. The environment of the beach spoke in a few different tunes. One being the waves, another tune came from the people around us. The family across from us off in the distance were loud and fun. Off in the distance, a kid yells "You look life a burnt chicken nugget!" This gotta chuckle outta me. SO, I took a sharpie and made this quote apart of the painting below. The sharpie used reminds me of a friend who just moved to California. Also, reminds me of an owl with a black and white nose. Abstract, that's a fact. One golden rule about creation is to move. Leave any stagnant energy behind by getting up and stretching or moving some place else.
I took a mini-paint break and walked down to the beach near the loud family. I collected about five flat-ish rocks to skip into the lake. Taking a breathe and walking into the water, I skipped the collected rocks. Not knowing anyone was watching, I hear "Wow", "Oh how cool" or something along those lines. The loud/ fun family of kids were watching and wondering how I skipped them. I smiled and laughed since my own doing for enjoyment turned into theirs as well. Walking over I showed the kids how to throw the rocks level with the water and through the air. Two or three of the kids dove under water picking up rocks to gather and throw. This entertained me. Taking a few tries and a few laughs before the curious kid got it down pat. I thanked them all for being curious and slowly floated away. Moments like these ripple enjoyment into the open air. I enjoy learning new things from people and teaching them things I know. Meeting people is an amazing beauty of life.
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Listen and dance out to Carla Starla and her awesome music. "What you resist will persist" - Carla Starla Express Create Shine the glorify empowerment into the world Express Empower Trust instincts Stuck in an age of change. So many topics, wonders, a place of affluence. This blog post inspired by Carla Starla. A female DJ in Chicago I met at Chi-Ka-Go! She has a calm, empowering burst of life to her, this Carla Starla character. As she DJ'd, I listened to the words bounce off the clay walls in the yoga studio high above in the sky of Chicago. This was last fall, when I met her and the music. Recently added her on Facebook and turns out she has inspirational videos. In this video, Carla talks about "Who you are". She speaks of trusting yourself and your instincts within life. She speaks of co-existence and opportunity. She mentions how we create our reality with our thoughts. WATCH and listen. Or just listen. "A time where one feels awake from a dream much like the matrix." Almost like waking up from a dream and flopping out of bed, making a cup of coffee and sitting down to realize life is beautiful -- Oh wait...This is life everyday. Most importantly, life is raw, real, and here in every moment. Between those moments, we decide if we want to be awake, and present with emotions and the environment around us. There's a lot of going on inside the human body as well as outside the human body. This is amazing. To feel sensations as they arrive and pass. For example: Last night, I awoke at four am closer to five with an awful cheese induced stomach ache. I'm lactose intolerant and there's times I just say fuck it and eat an awesome cheese filled Mexican dinner....SO this stomach ache at four in the morning induced the thought of vomiting. Gross, I know. I told myself in this moment, "Ok, this hurts. I'm feeling this awful sensation. Let me breathe." Let me breathe is what I told myself since vomiting seemed like an idea I wanted to vanish. I took another deep, slow breathe, and slowly out. I allowed the air to calm my thoughts down. I allowed my stomach pain to happen, for I know why it was present. Also, I remained curious as to when the fuck it would be over. SO I kept, breathing with one warm hand on my hurting stomach. Kept breathing until I fell asleep and the thoughts silenced. Wa la! Life is felt regaurdless of the feeling. Being awake to the feeling, the sensations, the burps and farts. Feeling is apart of life just as much as this next breathe taken in by your wonderful pink lungs. Each day has a purpose. Each day has a freedom of purpose. Thank you.
Boss man, P. Scott at NYCH Gallery seeks FASHION DESIGN majors ready to take on an internship.
This awesome opportunity has plenty of perks and also the possibility of being a paid internship. Interns, be ready to start ASAP! Email P. Scott: [email protected] At this point in time, a feeling of being collected resides.
Between napping in a hammock and flying off rocks into the cold waters of Lake Michigan, life is lived. Through the moments of freezing cold Chicago lake water and playing guitar in a studio apartment, life is lived. Life if lived no matter what deed is done. Life is felt with a song to be sung. Here the day has just begun. Here, feel the sun. Here on Earth, a band named Weezer dominates the postmodern grunge music era. The photos taken at this concert represent a camera reacting to light.
This website began as an idea. Like many cool things in this revolving, adapting world this idea began by a conversation. Last Summer, in 2015 I was working at an advertising agency on Michigan Ave called The San Jose Group. The HR dude, Seth and I were discussing all the crazy things written in a brown leather book of mine. He mentioned making a website with all my handwritten topics into digital form. Working as The San Jose Groups front desk chick, I thought why the heck not. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. A year later, the above image creates a representation of how my website started (in paper form). I recently made this colorful creation using my business card, a to-do list, and other pieces of paper. The colors used were influenced by a good friend who recently moved to California to pursue her career in art. Side by side her and I worked on separate projects at the summer lit kitchen table. This colorful piece is the result of her and I working side by side. Thanks to the scanner in my basement, this piece of art gets to hang out in this digital party. Still figuring out the dimensions of the scanner... - Talkingstones creator Long time no see, my fellow day dreamers, readers, and feel-ers. Laugh at the wonders of the world beyond these finger tips. Tapping into a world, tapping into a tune. A tune of harmony meets the ears of each listener. Tap this button below and listen.
Here, this piece of art relaxes the thoughts. Whispering to all those wonders to stay curious, and to follow your heart. There's love in the air. Love in the end and the beginning. Earlier today I found this piece of paper my dear friend crumpled up and thought was garbage after making. Being the people we are, we don't need to throw away everything. Or maybe I'm just polish. I laugh. I smile at this piece of art for the sake of simplicity and use of hues.
Thank you for sharing your attention here. Now go out there and get what ya need today. Most likely it's a glass of water. Your brain needs a glass of water. Most us brains are dehydrated. Most of us have the power to change this case. A song sent from a friend instilled a curiosity of instruments. This song includes noises from various objects including: everything in your dad's fucking garage. If he's polish, this will make sense.
Stepping up the photography ladder and into curiosity at NYCH Gallery's event for July: Pookie in Space. Good thing I like trying new ideas. Thankful for a home in Chicago.
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