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Wheel of FortuNe

August 11, 2009 // Posted in !Create, !Share, !Vent. (Tags: , , ) |  No Comments

I think its time to stop1250am
…And the wheel turns… and the wheel turns. We’re all part of the wheel.

…..This solar return was meet with unbridled creativity. Writing, wire twisting and sound making have dominated the landscape. Maybe be heading back to using home computer for things other than watching movies. The discovery of a “lost” graphic design has resurfaced and renewed my interest in continuing the series. I have the RAW images back!

…..Fumbling through my scribbling I can’t get the egg and chicken conundrum out of my head. Or, what’s the sound of a one-handed clap. I don’t care if it’s the egg or chicken came first so long as they’re hot and well seasoned. Countless failed attempts at trying to get a simple request like “could you please have my scramble eggs seasoned with a little salt and pepper” has harden me. It not like I wanted an amendment to the constitution. Don’t even get me started on finding enchilada in this place world renowned for its grub. And by real, I mean the kind you bake! Having to ask this at a taqueria is insulting. If I wanted 7-11, I’d go to Taco Bell. Okay.. let’s get back on track. Egg over Chicken? I say neither came first. Perhaps, an image was first? For me, working with wire is like working backwards from starting with an image to completion. Suffice it to say, they’re here. Next! A one-handed clap? A one-handed clap against what? Thigh? Knucklehead? Face? Tosh? Let’s think outside the box.

Some treats. Here’s two brief excerpts of one poem I’ve revisited:
(1994)
Binding me to the test I need
Icy rings feed on me
Covets my life my destiny

Hear those circle counter quantum leaps
Rigid coils blocks the free
Diverts my path and blind to see
Bruises my heart in mockery
One step ….. (Of course there’s more…)

(2009)
Binding me to the test that I need
Coils bleed tight but I’m still moving free
I dance with life, but I’m denied the lead
A misdeed is tempting me

Friends are cheering
While daggers unsheathe
Unlike the coils
They stay out of my reach
Their lack…..
(Can’t you just sense what’s ahead? There’s four more juicy verses!)

Side note: Having issues with formatting this blog. Things like indenting, centering, etc. Perhaps I mashed on the wrong button. Normally, I would “take it back to formula”, conduct a seance or sacrificial offering but I don’t care.

Onward.

Cruicble of creation

February 10, 2009 // Posted in !Create, Wire Folk (Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , ) |  No Comments

Divine inspiration. The creative stirs. Seeds have been planted and rooting has started earlier than expected. I’m back to 1996. I spend my lunches scribbling away and off time finding inspiration in the beauty of life. I’ve broken the covenant with myself of completing a project before I tear into another in the same medium. I shall immediately surrender my Sith card and Emperor decoder ring. It means that much! I have no choice a this point. Ideas are hitting too fast and furious and I love being seduced by the creative side of the force. Two more wire project are screaming to get done. One is a spin off of the one I’m currently working on and the other is spanking new. The inspiration for the third one hit like a cosmic lighting bolt, and it is the cosmos that in spawned the idea. I learned that Jupiter emits sound waves that can be heard on the AM frequency. Sounds from a planet? Amazing! By the way, the third one has no association with sound. Creativity is that quirky. Since I’m so fertile at this point, I’m putting it to good use with my need for less sleep. I’ve accepted the fact I can’t slumber like I want to and this night owl now enjoy his pre-dawn mornings.

tunin' out to tune in...

tunin' out to tune in...

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