Category: thoughts
Live From The Field
create
i yearn for a creation that spans eras of me, a memoir or archive that reflects my ongoing spirit. to detail and note the growth of my being and ability. i like to think my paintings are almost snapshots of a time, i can feel and know the energy that went into them. i have a desire to create something new now, with grandeur and scale. paintings come to mind, but objects and sculptures are tempting.
joie de vivre
i like to think it’s what i live for, the enjoyment of life. to pursue and relish in the endless stream of whimsy and joy the world can offer. it can often feel sisyphean to be this way, amidst struggle, stress, or sorrow. yet it would be a shame to pass up this short time we are granted on this plane. i do find enjoyment, wonder, and love in everything, it’s probably what i’m most proud of. it’s a romantic world if you want it to be.
time is a healer
how does one ever move beyond the sentimentality of it all, the potential that every decision, every moment lived, no matter how big or small, may very well be a pivotal moment of a change in fate, yet in the moment you are none wiser.
i think fondly of the people i’ve known, the interactions and experiences past; for they shape me to the man i’ve become. my conscience sometimes weighs heavy with few regrets, about how i could have communicated better, to my friends and loved ones. i reflect on my decisions and understand that i can only strive to improve this, and help myself to not make the same mistakes, and to speak up earnestly.
northern soul 2000
i liked a tweet that i saw today, it described someone “training themselves to articulate what is in their soul”. it made me feel connected to the greater self. i related.
i’ve been feeling a similar thought in my reflections recently, so it reminded me that the true wants and desires of my soul will always grow, and continue to develop. as long as i am true to my self, the path of self development is one inevitable, and one to be proud of.
goodnight 🙂
onions
i listen, when i caramelise my onions.
i watch them brown and break down.
i add water, should they need a little more.
and i’ll never rush their pace.
pov stood in front of the fire
just chillin
reading the Lidl weekly magazine just stood up in front of the fire
no subject
inspired by life of the north, forest over the meadow, and deer on the trail.
walk on.