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Been A While

It has been a very long while for me. A long while since I have written anything, anywhere. Thoughts rush through my head and disappear in thin air. They may or may not come back again, but this is the joy of thoughts. This is my understanding of how the mind works. Things or should I say "situations" in my life have kept me in a position of me trying to figure out the strength of my own expressions in my drama, joys, tears, and or pain.
It becomes FRUSTRATING to me to know that there are things that could be said, but aren't. How in the devil's name is this shit suppose to come out in an organizing manner where it can be understood to you, the audience just as I perceive it?! I want to feel what I'm saying. I want you to Read into what I type down, so that it may become your own conversation. Life has a way of moving you. Lessons make you wiser. The greatest that I have endured is the best medicine for my life's challenges. Keep it real and never give up I r…

What If... Bible & cell phones

Food for your thoughts:
I wonder what would happen if we treated our Bible like we treat our cell phones?

What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets?
What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it?
What if we flipped through it several times a day?
What if we used it to receive messages?
What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it?
What if we gave it to kids as gifts?
What if we used it as we traveled?
What if we used it in case of an emergency?
What if we upgraded it to get the latest version?

Oh, and one more thing. Unlike our cell phones, we don't ever have to worry about our Bible being disconnected because Jesus already paid the bill!

Twisted Wish in Depth

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The origin of the title to my blog "Twisted Wishes" comes from this piece. The influence and inspiration of what I paint or write comes from this piece. This piece is Twisted Wish; Juan Logan.
When my daddy did this piece, there was more in mind of course than just dipping the tip of a brush into paint and creating a twisted wish bone.
Could it be that my father was trying to convey the differences of our own wishes to those of politicians now and then, or of those that were apart of social movements that impacted us with or without little or larger change?
Could it be wishes that we felt were so vulgar and obscure, we needed to hide them for no one to see or lock them up in the back of our minds so that they couldn't/ wouldn't be disturbed?
Could it be that these were and are as small as sesame seeds, so small that one would think it wasn't much to share or expand on? Should it matter at all that we have these thoughts, these twisted wishes? Or that they should be …

Starting Point

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The journey of my passions for art started here; a photograph of me drawing on my diaper with my #2 pencil, while rocking my brother's hat, and me just about out my full body pajamas. I just knew I was the "stuff."
I knew then as I know now how much I enjoy art. Just to hear the word makes me tingle or have goose bumps. Its funny, you know; when you are a child, you know what (who) you want to be when you grow up. One soon realizes what life has to offer and what obstacles will be tossed on the pathway to success. Some dreams remain with us as we grow and set goals to achieve them, while others choose not to live out loud and find jobs that they are most likely not happy in. It is probably the worst thing to live a lifestyle that one is not content with. The message behind "Starting Point" is to live life to the fullest without little to no regret, take risks, but be wise about it. Life is too short not to be happy. Have something (someone) in your life that makes …

Way Close

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Here I am in a fitting room...rocking my wish. Why the fitting room you wonder to yourself, hell, why not?!I am clearly admiring myself; is it obvious? lol.I'm not conceded, I just like taking pictures of myself. Is that so bad?!I don't think so. lol. Obviously.

This Blog...

What is this blog suppose to be, how do I make it strong, how in the world do I make it me?
I started to read this one particular blog. I found it to be quite nice. Reading through this persons words and their arguments about social issues made my mind hungry. I realized as simple or complex these thoughts could be, they ended up being desirable thoughts for myself. So here I am making the decision to go out on limbs with words that are inside me awaiting to be transcended onto paper.
Through the transition of beginning and growth,
this blog will bloom.

Rose & Thorn

In life's journey, "One who wants a rose must respect the thorn." -Persian proverb

So we all have our goals in which we want to achieve. Do you think it's that simple? We see other people making the journey look easy. How could this be so?
From my own understanding of this, let me break things down the way I hope that you comprehend.
Taking it back to the 60's, Huey Newton (formed the Black Panther Party in 1966) fought for justice for the black people against police brutality and racism. He studied the law of California. So if indeed and when he was approached with what was against the law (of what a black man wasn't allowed to do), he would always be equipped with knowledge of the justice system to fight back and defend what he stood for. The journey this young man traveled obviously has shown that the message was clear and that it was getting through to people. Mr. Newton faced many mountains and valleys. Could we as "Americans" assume we know all o…