questions of science, science and progress

no upload tonight..just an entry..

I'm smelling the most fragrant yellow daisy right now..something about flowers...the smell of them...puts a smile on my face that is better than even the double chocolate fudge brownie ice cream I just finished out of the carton.

times are absolutely amazing these days..so challenging...yet..the most fulfilling I've ever experienced in my life...each stage gets more intense and I know I'm driven by absolute knowing....

I went to the Coldplay concert tonight and it was awesome..Chris Martin..something about him playing the piano gives me chills..

Among my most préféré songs:





As I continue to stop and smell the flowers...

love after love


love after love
Derek Walcott

the time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. eat.
you will love again the stranger who was your self.
give wine. give bread. give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
sit. feast on your life.

watch

i'm working on my final for a watch company..let me know what you think....the design is inspired by the plum blossoom which is the icon for wing chun...looking forward to refining this


Listen:



i'm beginning to find my voice, style an feeling to my art pieces..here's a piece of charcoal and soft pastels...was going to try water color but didn't quite have brushes...ha...

koji stepped on this piece too...dooooggg...

enjoy

wingchun_v2

So what do you think? My 2nd version looks a lil less "caracature-ish" as some said..I added swirly detailing this run to add character and dimension to the plum blossom, otherwise it just looks like a big red colored gummi...=)



The more I think about my name, what it means, why my dad named me..the sense of clarity becomes apparent...It's interesting what a can do:

it:
defines your identity
gives you purpose
drives your destiny
develops community

Never woulda thought a name can do so much but the power of it is unbelievable...so I've learned this weekend.

Defines your identity: When I think of my name...the meaning wing chun "forever spring" makes me think of:

eternity
blossom
life
energy
enduring

When I think about how it defines me as a person, I think of:

grace
power
ambition
peace
center

When i think about what path it paves for my destiny, i think of:

nobility
character
joy
security
generosity
contribution

When i think about community, i think about the people that support and stregnthen me:

fam
childhood friends
bball buddies
coworkers
the friend and drink guy that makes me smile every morning

just down right good folk.


what do you associate with your name? why do you choose one brand name over another?
how do you want to be remembered?
careful what and who you choose...

i love this song..

flow...

it's been really strange these past couple of days, weeks even...maybe it's my cold medication speaking. =P. but here is my latest piece...pastel and charcoal... she's kneeling because shes peaceful..and there are pearls in a clam shell flowing throughout the ocean because pearls are considered precious objects in my mind...

everlasting

so i've been thinking long and hard to get a tattoo..i know i know...it's marking ur body..degrading ur image..i've heard it all...but maybe it's representative of something more important what society deems as 'bad' or even 'trashy'...

to me, it's always been a meaningful medium people often value to remind them of something important and special to them.

i keep thinking about the tattoo that i want...i've been marinating on it..but it'll come to pass soon...to make a long story short..my dad named me a form of martial arts that bruce lee learned and i've decided to honor that name by training with my dad. i've realized dedication to this has been incredibly hard for me despite the premise of the name..eternal nature of the art itself...

i know it's in me..and i know i need to build competency...

anyhow...heres a 1/2 sec sketch....that i'll continue ot refine...let me know what you think...

and i heard this guys good:
justin: www.everlastingtattoo.com

megajam

theres nothing like a hard/crappy day that really moves you, irritates you to the point you want your best friend..or anyone for that matter to throw a brick to your head. Forgive the utter violent reaction, but seriously...sometimes there are situations that will crumble you..then there are situations that will mobilize you...it's easy to be motivated by a great day..but a bad day? it's hard.

mobilization was today..

it was a tough one today but at least i was able to create something kinda cool in my opinion..=P..

when you let something flow...some amazing things can happen..


so i gave up...can't find my card reader anywhere...so i had to opt for a subpar version on my camfone..

dedicated to mr wontae himself...i owe you the first one..

my journey

so i've officially embarked on my journey to revisit my true passion of the arts. it's been a two year hop, skip and a jump through the woods, swamps and deserts but i finally feel a sense of momentum and excitement. i attribute this motivation to the friends, strangers and co-workers that continue to remind me of my creative strength....

now, getting my 2nd BFA cannot be more challenging...but i've thought about the themes in which i need to continually trust upon when creating my work:

contribution: the ability to truly communicate and inspire through my art, in a meaningful way

elicit a sense of:
love
laughter
healing
beauty

with that said...here goes...and hope each one of you can help contribute to my hopes to inspire..

so today i was rummaging through my art tackle box and realized i had so many paints, compressed charcoal, pastels and pencils covered with dust waiting to be played with..so that i did...

"illusive" is this piece...
mediums: ink, charcoal and pastel



soliloquy


this was based on a heart felt poem a friend of mine wrote: See how you interpret it.


No missed beats.
Only a drum whispering a rhythm that beats with the eternity of time.
I'm playing this drum. I'm letting my palms touch the taut leather. I'm not climbing up or sliding down. I'm being; the reciprocity of time and measure, of beat and melody expressing a freedom only felt when you are playing the music; not reading it, not even listening it...
There is no solace, no future, no protection. There is life being you. In you. Like a tree leaning towards the light, the benign whisper of leaves talking in the wind, the hum of life and sun and being full of nature, of life.
I'm feeling the light of the world, of the lasting sun pouring down.
I grow taller the more I feel you.
I get closer to you the more you nourish me.
I more I evolve into me, the more I let go of me.
Stretch me thin, into a malleable indestructible metal,
Not shiny, not rusty. Just metal. Something clear as a mirror. Something undefined as mud.
Don't define me; life, the melody of trees, the evolution of butterflies, the stroke of a genius a moving river holds, the sound a child makes, the eyes of a puppy makes, the being in this little "l" of little.
I'm leaving a trace that vanishes with the last idea. The last breath. The last laugh. The last joyful smile.
Recognizing the last of everything we are, do, be, in every breath, is knowing we are grateful for our next.
And our next.
And our next.

race




my cousin loves bike racing..in fact, she's top of her game...here's something that got me drawin'

herbs and ale

It's beautiful when I can collaborate creatively with someone. There's inspiration in pairs..




these moments are few and as such to be treasured
a lack of language not from herbs and ale
this disruption is borne of a none to common theme
when the time has again come to live my dream

muse identification through accidental intervention
inspiration now the standard condition
a life now no longer fractured
I see me, myself, with my own eyes

remember then but live in now
give my all to figure this out some way, some how
rest in staid moments and move in between
I'd trade my eternity for just one moments peace

For life living is meant to be moment to moment
With each one labeled for your enjoyment
Every choice offers the chance to change
To reinvent and dream again