Pieces of paper I drew on, Why?

No, This is Where it All Comes Together

Thoughts:

 I drew on these pieces of paper

and then I glued them on another 

piece of paper and made marks and

colored around them. It's like a travel 

brochure for different mind-scapes.

I keep looking for that place

the place where everything comes

together and it all makes sense.

All the colors, all the lines, where all

ideas join together and it works.

I think it is what all art searches for.

Maybe it's just me, but I think it's why

we keep making images again and

again. We are seeking the harmony

that we think life dose not possess. 

The reality is the harmony is there,

but like the artist we are looking to

closely at life. Pull way back and the

universe has harmony. It has a balance

 and a flow.  The problem is we think it is

all about us. I am looking out of these eyes so it's my perspective. The key is to 

keep looking, but out of all eyes. There is turmoil, destruction, death, birth, joy

celebration, it's all there and it all has its place, when you let go of you and your

isolationist perspective in it.  

Now, Just because I feel this does not mean I know how to put it into practice,

but I am trying. Moment to moment I try to be aware of what I see and how it

impacts me. I am trying not to make others agree with me, but I want to live so

they see I respect who and where they are in this life. 

This place of Harmony is at Hand

I need to Step Back into Everything

in order to see it

I will leave this here for now.

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shape download

Shapes in a Pile
Doodle from sketch book
2025

 It has been too long!

need to share something

so maybe a pile of shape

every shape

leaves you with something

feeling, a memory, an idea

shapes are everything

they make up the world we see

and they move around in our brains

at least they do in mine

so from time to time I unload some

maybe you can use them

take them into your brain

or hang them on your wall

don't worry about me

I will make more.

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Morning thoughts

 Thought all this one morning

"Inner Workings"

Do I think well
Can I think well
Will the world hold together
Will I find enough work
Can I make music
Is art real
Does it mater
This is now
When I finish writing 
It will be then

Time to push reality

Youth is gone

I am good here

Escape into story

Watch

Read if I could

Do I Have the desire

To Do

I want to give

Give away

Give out

Give life

Let go the hold

Hold Back

Move on

What's real

Everything is new

In every moment

I do not need to be

In every moment

You miss nothing

If some one is there

You are there

If we are one

We are one

The we is I

And the I we

So

I wrote all the songs

Did all the dances

Painted all the pictures

Dreamed all the dreams

Delivered and killed

Everyone

Yes,

Once again

This morning

I am the God

I seek

We are

We are all

Every living thing

God

Just a thought

Gods thought

so I wrote it down - one mornings thoughts

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Letting Go

"Letting me through, letting me go!"

 I have always been

And I will always be

There is no real need

To be done

Or to have begun

For now, is fine

no real time

Let go the mind

Everything is motion

Spins the Spiral

I am the flow

No need to know

Or fear

What's was far is near

You speak I hear

I cry I grow

It's always letting go

sometimes you just write and wait for it to make sense.

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Bend

Bend

Bend down to touch

To make a closer observation

To make connection

To grow in relationship

With everything

Bend

Change your approach

To make things work

Let go of your need

To maintain control

of everything

Bend

It is a chance you take

True you might break

Hold on to love

Give yourself away

In everything

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Somehow I lost half of a

year of posting.

Oh well!

Starting again to try.

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Comfortable Being Lost?

In Process

 I came to the realization the

other day that it seem like if you 

create or want to own abstract art 

you have to be comfortable with 

being lost. The image to the right

is being worked on at the writing 

of this blog post. It is in process, 

that is not its title. I keep adding 

elements and I am never sure 

where it will go next. I tend 

to spend long moments just staring 

at it and then all of a sudden adding something. 

It is as if I was lost in the woods with several directions I could

go in and then I just choose and go. With so many choices of

directions I could go in I think that is what keeps me making

art. Once I finish one piece with all its directional choices I start

over saying well let's take a different path.

So the next time you are looking at an abstract piece of art 

ask yourself am I comfortable with being lost or do I need the 

way to be clear. The art is not just about the artist, it is also 

about you.

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Vibration

A collection

of moments

held in paint

Each stroke of paint

 holds a little story, 

vibration of life

 or

 fragment of thought.

a sign of still

being here

I am here

till I do this no longer

Then 

I will be a vibration

for tomorrow

a fragment

of lingering

dream

paint me

sing me

dance me

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The Surge

 The Surge

If the spirit is allowed to take root

It winds its way among us like a vine

Entangling us

Enfolding us

Sweeping us up

In its surge

Toward the divine

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Collaboration

 On My Way Into Town

This is a new thing.

I let people paint what ever they want on a board or canvas.

Then I draw into it. 

I love this!

I am free of the color placement and surprised by where the line goes.

It is a collaboration.

Below is a section of the above work before I drew into it.

I started two friends off, with a few strokes of red and green and then walked away.

A true collaboration of play.

I have never seen this

The Place I Was Before

Digitally enhanced version 

I have never seen this

I mean, in reality, something that looks like this.

Well, maybe it is like a bunch of leaves crumpled under a bush.

I was not looking at the leaves as I drew.

I sloshed a bunch of paint on a canvas,

swirled it around and let it dry.

Then I drew into the shapes in the paint

and like the crumpled leaves it was just there.

Into some of the spaces I scrawled my emotional language,

the little lines and shapes

that are a graffiti of sorts that lets you know I was here, or there

and was trying to speak to a divine entity 

who may be able to interpret random scrawling.

I am calling this Abstract Art.

It is a practice, because I do it again and again

with the intent of getting somewhere.

The thought I keep coming to is: if I get to this somewhere some day,

will it still be abstract or will it all become clear?

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Finding Faces

Going Around and Coming Around

When I draw line

I tend to start to see faces.

Some faces I see right away,

Some not until I am done.

Most of the time it is a profile.

Then I add eyes or mouth and nose lines to draw out the character.

This piece seems to have about nine faces or profiles.

See if you find more.

This is a mixed media piece. It started with the leaf-like shapes in the center cut from art paper. They were glued on with clear paint and the water colors washed in around them. I then set to work creating the lines and discovering faces.

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Sense

Make Sense of This

I tried to talk to you but my words made no sense

I tried listening but only heard the sound colors make

I beat sticks on rocks, that only chased snakes from their hiding places

I danced around in circles till someone said this is a square dance

I have tried to make sense of this

but it seems like I am getting nowhere

and if you've followed my previous words

you will realize that even nowhere is somewhere

So there I am, there we are, got the sense of this?

Yes you are deep into my head

Welcome

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A Vibe

"Picking Up On a Vibe" 

Every Line

Between two points

Has something

Like ripples on the water

To say

Straight as an arrow 

Every eye

Feasting on light

Will see things

Open wide or closed tight

A different way

The light within may guide you

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I Will Meet You There

" I Will Meet You There"

The title of this piece is probably more of a dare than an invitation. I mean, where is "There"?

There, among lines frantically scratched

There, about the strange forms not clear at all

There, washed in colors keeping the secrets

There, where there is no easy place to sit down

There, I am asking you to find your way around

There is no real promise that I will actually show up

I am as afraid as you are to go there

So let's find another location!

This image started as a mistake. It was one of those moments when a pen stroke went the wrong way and messed up what I was trying to do and in my frustration I just started scribbling and this was the result. 

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Play

 Play 

an activity that brings you joy and has no particular result!

Play 

arrange it one way, then another way. both ways work.

Play 

you have an idea and I have an idea then we blend them together and find joy.

Play

The Art Of Play

Everyday

 Everyday I walk

I feel the Earth

under my feet

Pushing back

It holds me up

Gives me a place to stand

Tell me you fell it too

Tell me you feel it too...                           

                                                  I send this love I feel

to anyone of you

who may not feel the Earth needs you

It does

Find your place to stand

See the whole painting

the bridge

 True colors are not always necessary

The computer provides a trip into the imaginary

While I do like to bend the world this way

I would not want to dwell here everyday

I think it's the pink and the green

Yes it borders on obscene. 

Still cool!

Photo Shot crossing the Walt Whitman Bridge, Philadelphia, PA

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A Town

A town 

in mind

in time

in case

in and around

in search of another space

I put color on the paper

then penned in shapes

it made me feel like I had found the place

nowhere in particular

found by forming lines

in a town drawn by me

Imagine what one finds

Above is a word storm. I look at the picture I created and try to write thoughts as fast as I can. I do get stuck sometimes. Trying to make fluid movements between my art work and my writing. I started the artwork to undo writer's block. Then I stopped writing. Now I am trying to find a balance.

Jeff

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The Body Broken

 I feel movement 

around me

within me

passing through me

way beyond me

all the time

The vibrations of this movement

break me apart

This is not a negative fracturing

The breaking apart allows me to be more

a part of everything

This is good

Video of the Body Broken

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In The Works

My brain is a machine

with a program

that runs constantly

The program is designed 

to keep me alive

The program's definition of alive

is survival

It is all it has ever known

When I ask it to show me true life

it says

it's in the works,

keep moving forward and you will work it out

 Let's think some more

Just keep thinking

You will work it out

Don't stop thinking

cause then you are dead,

just run the program 

It is in the works

I no longer think

this is true life.

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