Oil Paints

I've always said that painting and drawing was theraputic.

Something about putting paint or charcoal to a page that is freeing, and calming.

I've started using a new medium that is challenging and beautiful...oil paints.

These are the first attempts at catching light as it hits our model, Bill.

I thought it would be interesting to post the first as comparisons to where i will end up.

We aren't learning to "paint" we are learning how to "see".

Welcome President Obama

The speech was one of the most memorable ones in history...its even better when you are able to re-read it:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090120/ap_on_go_pr_wh/inauguration_obama_text

I only hope he is able to fix this mess.

I am 22

Birthdays....Kinda Blaze after a few years.

Happy Birthday to me!

Thoughts

The Search

The moments dark and quiet
Pile fast into the mind
Drifting eyes and gestures
On a personal quest to find...the center.

The middle of a sentence
a riddle on a page
the letters make bold statements
you think you're at the age...to chose.

What ends up making music
Falling into step
Are pieces of the puzzle
I feel so inept at building

Paging through the memories
Things linger in the past
Moving toward the future
They're things that need to rest...but when?

22

In less than 10 days I will be 22.
Typically age is just another number, and really it's starting to become that for me.
21 is the age that we wait to be legally liberated.
18 is that magical year of pseudo-independence.
16 was the year I got my license...

But 22 is something different.
22 is the year I become someone else, or rather, embrace the new someone I have become.
It's taken me a few months to get comfortable again, but I think I have it down pat.
I laugh more, I'm goofy again, I shrug off the things I can't control...I found the me that I thought I had lost...
Thank God for Best friends and amazing family

You saved me.

Diary

Have you ever found yourself with someone with whom you can really tell everything to?
I don't mean those people you whine and complain to, but those who you fully open up to so that you understand that their opinion truly matters.
I have one of those someones.
And sometimes I forget how valuable that someone really is.

Tonight was all about re centering and remembering who I am to others.
It was also about really listening and catching up on the life of another.
I missed this someone.
It's the people in your past that help shape the future.

Happy First day of 2009!