Become who you are

I represent one of many who may be labeled “an artist”. The glamour that comes with this word passed away many years ago and it doesn’t give me any pleasure when a friend introduces me as such. Possibly I just don’t understand what they are trying to say… yes, in fact, I paint. When someone asks what I paint I sigh and ask them to visit for coffee because how can I explain the last thirty some years of my life to a perfect stranger who is on the time schedule… unfortunately it’s not flowers.

That would be easier.

Being an artist, though, has its privilege. It gives us another tool that we can use to create new meanings. It gives a person more power to pursue important questions, rebuild oneself, and create an alternative world where we function by our rules.

I am not worried about old age, death, or the fact that I don’t meet mass media criteria, or that people may have more money than I do. However, I do worry how will I organize myself so my philosophy, my work, my art, my values, and my physical appearance become one.

So I become who I am.

I have a long way to go and it’s fun, exciting, and interesting, and that is what are should be regardless if it brings immediate profit or not. Art is an asset. Don’t lose it, don’t give it up. Fight hard for your dream against the odds.

I

thought

young and invincible

until

one day

can’t get out of bed

creaking

but

if I dare to dream

I leap out

an eighteen year old lover

whose world is flat

with no bounds

unending

this

Wall Street

of my mind

rages in activity

gold

not paper promise

to my dream

05/02/17