Essence/ Presence

Three down and unsure what next to proclaim & profess to be found sound....oh, I know; Giggling and aglow is how i often roll but it isn't because all the art that I show......no it's because of the few that grasp a view of what I do, before all of you get to. It took two to bring me unto this earth, my first breath grabbed and grasped, and set me on my path. All along that trek i've heard the beat of each piece but it's the friends and family that have kept and keep me on my feet. The path of the past, the beat of each piece-wouldn't have happened without friends and family. Relishing the moments they walk through my Dutch style studio door and aide & add to my endeavorous artistic score. They are apart of the rumble & roar that comes from behind that door. Giving consideration & conversation to contemplation & construction of any one piece. The critiquing of what is seen. Let's not forget the times a pencil or paintbrush got pushed to help me see instructionally. They put up with my neurotic tendencies; eating, sleeping and breathing the art that I wish to share with all of thee. They take turns beating that drum to which i walk, march and run. They are the one's who symbolically sit at the front of my boat yelling rhythmically "stroke-stroke-stroke!" They allow me to bare my soul before I cross that bridge, making sure I don't fall off a treacherous ledge. They even know I will tell how they nurtured my growth from out of the shell. Most importantly, they too are part of that recipe that I mentioned, last blog, briefly...

........Essentially it is the very essence of their presence that generates an inner glee. Giggling & aglow is how i roll but it isn't because all the art that I show; it's the friends and family. Thank you for reading thru my poetically put prose. MA

Essence/Presence 618 (Orig. "....essence for their presence" 423) {image:In the shell#4 40106}

the Beat/ Each Piece

When typing last- i bespoke of path and past; you know, 'every piece a cobblestone beneath my feet'........ Wellllll, every piece actually has a beat. Not drums or bass, but a heart beat-of a pace. You walk into a room, visually consumed and its a symphonic cacophony that ensues. a body of work hangs off the floor and some say they hear the endeavorous artistic score. Look at them from the side and maybe you'll catch a glimpse of a pulsating rise. That beat or score is the drive to complete more.....More-for-the-Score....... not a mantra, but a saying of sorts. So, the summation of this texted & typed piece, maybe it too exudes that beat; beneath the surface of each piece, my heart of art beats. Or rather, every piece, beneath the surface beats a heart of art..... But alas, Art within my heart, is consuming and continuing. The pleasure & passion can be viewed, the toiling and tussling is given and construed.... So now you know about that beat. Did I mention it's only one part of a recipe?...................................Thank you for reading thru/ taking a view/ & seeing what i do.MA

The Beat/ Each Piece 614 (orig331) {image: Art of Heart 32208}

The Path/ The Past

My chest, a treasure trove collection of the past is slowly being opened to thee; you'll see. Many sites started to catch up with my visual imagery, records of my journey. The journey (?) ....is each piece a cobblestone placed beneath my feet. Each symbolizing the toiling & tussling of conception, construction and completion. A map of the past; where I've been and possibly a direction I'm pointed in. Every artist is on a journey and not necessarily knowing where it leads...but remembering what's mentally-earned along the way, in the next piece, comes into play. As you peek and peer into what I've done for the past years, theres' certainly a whine & grind of the many pieces coming to mind....And as I continue on my way; you know, running the 'rat race at my own pace' i just stopped, to creatively rant and rave. Another day I'll have some more to text-away. Thank you for reading all the way thru, hopefully, verbally entertaining you.MA

The Path/The Past 614 (orig.310)

Works&Words (blog and blab-revised)

This 'blog & blab', 'works & words' is where you have allowances to take-in the verbal landscape of my minds' escape. My spoken words, a perverse rap or rather my spit and spat, will be the creative rant and rave of what i wish to convey. Over time it may grow old and that's ok. no need to stay. And to be sincere no need to fear, you won't find the personal here.....at least, no 'walking on beaches,' or 'politics, sex & religion' or even 'sleeping with fuzzy creatures'. From this 'works & words' comes the windy and wordy which my vizual pieces don't necessarily relay......I'm just a hack or rather 'Another cat in a hat' giving Seussical dues to you-know-who. So i wish to bid thee adieu; but before you finish reading thru, remember that all shown, verbal and visual, adds to my cache' of inner-giggles and hoping you enjoy the view. MA......

Works&Words 613(Blog & Blab: orig-226)