Tag Archives: Self Reflection

Monday. May 1, 2017

I have nothing but the entire world to gain. I have cried and I have laughed … and laughing is much better. Saturday I spent cleaning the house, doing laundry and prepping for Monday’ upcoming show with Brandon Barber. I’m … Continue rea...

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Street Lessons (Part Two)

“I can imagine the moment, breaking out through the silence. All the things that we both might say: come talk to me.” ~ Peter Gabriel Here you are. You’ve mustered the courage and practiced your craft, you have committed yourself &h...

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Failure is Not an Option

“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on … Continue reading →...

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Street Lessons (Part One)

“Just breathin’ and dreamin’ and passin’ by the time.” ~ Neil Cribbs For years I’ve worked as a busker, an artist that performs on the streets for tips and donations. In the beginning it was the only venue I had. &...

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Who Are You?

“I know there’s a place you walked Where love falls from the trees My heart is like a broken cup I only feel right on my knees” ~ The Who Who are you? When you were 12 years old, what … Continue reading →...

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Pomp And Circumstance

I was in touch with great souls who exalted flesh and spirit over dollars and cents, and to whom the thin wail of the starved slum child meant more than all the pomp and circumstance of commercial expansion and world … Continue reading →...

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This Strange Engine

“Every artist was first an amateur.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson   The featured image is of a tool I use for my work. Chances are you have one very much like this. My cards are not special; they are just … Continue reading →...

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