A portrait of Emily Dickinson from a bonus commission. It was wonderful that someone requested the creation of Lady Dickinson in a steampunk fashion. I have always been captive by her devotion to words. She seem to just experiment, be dauntless with rhymes and play with words. Dickinson kept many poems hidden, sending some to friends and only 10 poems from about 2000 poems are known to have been published in her active poetic years. Well here she is with a steampunk look, with her many keys, robotic robin, the dun bat necklace and the cricket is her utmost.
Of elegy to me!
Hello Internet orb, wishing all who stumble upon my words and simple blog, a creative and harmonious year. Once more I have constructed more music and artwork. Traveled a bit and learned a lot about people, myself, DNA tests, Scandinavian ancestry, rare harmonicas, NGC 2244, chocolate, coffee, departure, family and the idea of love within nature.
Returning to the deep questions and the slant answers between the fabric of current reality: The turning axis of the light machine, which often has a cylinder at its heart. Perhaps the universe is indeed a magical cylinder.
The process of creativity at the moment: a spindle consisting of linear components and new melodies connected to memories. My environment holding colorful sketches dripping with old paint while I super-glue ancient photos towards discrete elements that can be assembled and disperse mostly by visual interpretations and melodic sound-waves.
Imagine: A Luminous spindle, a unit of measurement used by faery folk, robotic shoguns, steampunk welkin vessels and intergalactic nebula tailors.
Advance: That decade of stony discovery
Angle dip with a smile made from golden appetites
The backfill waste of energy loss
The last of the green eyes with combustible claws hides:
…..in the last of the wilderness
Beneficiation running black diamonds and somber fuel pumps
A franchise made of pure crop coal,
but remember eventually the black suits will fade
Shrubs, timbers, and ferns will rise from concrete wastelands
The conveyors will be solar and the wind will guide them.
Had fun on a dreamy trip to Burning Man, the gathering of giant gorillas, fire music and desert art that collects strange rich kids, neon time travelers and fem fatal tyrannical hippies in a delirious post-apocalyptic Nevada.
“The Desert Beast was Friendly” ( circa 1898 )
Download “The Exit and the Road” on iTunes
Scheduled to create mighty #Optivion sonic waves at the intergalactic Burningman.
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Download new single : The Exit and The Road
Remember: You have all the capacity and endowment to have an impact on your location and atmosphere, but your surroundings don’t really have the potential to influence you.
What am I doing this month?
I am slowly working on being a bit more clever about counting my time as an artistic entrepreneur. Specially if you travel every few months.
Remember social media and marketing take away from the creative act. Focus on the work and hopefully everything else will start coming together. So keep playing music, writing, drawing and stay creative.
Pirate gear,vintage microphone, combat brushes, steampunk harmonica:
Now all I have to do is grow a beard and keep at it!
(Thought of the week)
There are no written rules, there are no true patrons, do your thing.
Art is light, choose light as your weapon.
~ Busques la Creatividad y la Luz en el Arte !
New Single on iTUNES
~ Happy Friday the 13th!
Beware of board games, monsters, hockey masks and politicians!
“Feliz Viernes 13, se acerca Halloween!”
~Nothing like a creative storm.
~Esta noche será el escenario en el que se desarrollará una tormenta creativa.
In the future, the factory will rise again. One will watch the leviathan assembly lines and wait for the right moment to escape. I have always loved trains.