Inspiring Juices

That which inspires one to write words, paint pictures, create song, or carve images, comes from within and is screaming to get out. Happy, sad, angry, glad or frustrated, these are some of the feelings that spark art.

Many of our basic feelings are coloured by our bodily functions. If you are angry or upset, you might say you were "pissed" or "pissed off." If you were nervous you'd be "sweating" bullets. If you think someone was not being truthful, you'd think they were "full of shit." Tears are a result of happiness or sadness. And well, "blood" is the life force of us all and the word is used as a feeling intensifier in British-speak.

I paint better when I am charged with some emotion. If I feel sad, I imagine gathering up my tears into a bottle. I then select a brush and dip into the tear-well and begin to portray my feelings onto paper. The same goes for when I am pissed off, or if I think someone is shittin' me. So, imagine what you will. I try to reach in to the blood and guts level and put it on paper for all to see.

Blood.....Sweat.....Tears.....Pee.....Poo

Talk

Talking is good. Women do talk. Women talk when they are happy or troubled. It's what keeps women sane. Some men do talk but they rarely talk and share with other men the way women do.

I love the exercise of talking and doodling art. It allows shapes and colors to flow and then you get to see what you are feeling.

Hello Rosemary. Take a look at our last talk pictured here. I see some pretty big smiles. Here's to us enjoying some less stressful moments.

Talk Share.....Don't Despair.....Friends Care.....Forever There.....a Serendipitous Affair

Happy Birthday

March is birthday month in our house. CFMG will no longer be a teen. I will be the year I was born. Warm spring weather is coming to the Phoenix area. Lots of stuff is going on and we are all busy.

As I mentioned in a previous blog, we have added a cat to our household, even though we have no experience living with cats. We have also added another small dog, his name is Frankie. He is an 8 years old Boston Terrier, who is very affectionate and seems to be fitting in very nicely. Our older dog is infatuated with this new dog and well that can make for lively encounters.

Our lives seem to be all over the place with comings and goings and things. But they are all good things. Just go with the flow and the twists and turns and it will all be okay.

Stress......Mess......Confess.....DeCompress.....Supress