Finding Me!!!

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From here to Canvas An Idea is form,then drawn.

It’s a busy world out there, and I often wonder where I am actually standing in this lightning speed of life. Why do I persist in walking in a lane where the bright lights are? i think the answer to that is in how I make a sound every now and then in hopes that I will have a piece of art to sell,or give away. Or a blog that i may have followers to. I think that,that’s my reason for standing and facing those headlights. The only problem has been that I get caught up in the lanes,and I cannot give a reason for the attention I seek in the light of dangerous speed. This is when the other lanes with back lights flashing red,seems most viable. But can they see me? Yes,I believe they could,if they are used to using their rear view mirrors. But by that time they would have already passed me up. That could have been a sell but instead,another missed opportunity. This is where learning comes in,and I learn to stand in the middle on the median,and where my worth with pride.I have to find myself in what I say I am. I am an Artist/Children’s books Illustrator,and.. I need the traffic in order to sell what I do.

IMG_20160516_233146Artwork by Mendy! [rosedbud527.wix.com/illustrator-portfoli]

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Challenging My Limits!

Today I am tired. Today I heard more bad news;sad bad news. It’s always about a murder of innocence, while the perpetrator (A perpetrator is often a suspect until it has been proven that he or she carried out the offense. The word usually describes someone who’s committed a crime, but any wrongdoing will do.) seems to get away with the crime of the year. My heart is so sad over all this. At what point does it end? How come our minds have to be seared with the dumb decisions many often carry out as an excuse for their momentary conditions? I say momentary,because it is just that. If you are down,and weary,it won’t last long. We all have our roads to travel,and our burdens to bear. But do we commit atrocities just because we feel slighted? I beg to differ. So I challenged myself today,to put a limit upon what I want my mind to absorb, unless I am prepared to do something about a situation,or state of mind that I am in. And I will challenge my limits on what I take ,and return to the ensuing public. In other words,I won’t take anything from anywhere unless I can manage to give it back,that someone somewhere my benefit without causing another a loss. And I am just speaking.

Glassy Slippers

What do I see in  today’s idea of politics,nominees,and sitters?(Sitter’s),..What do I mean by sitter’s?  I mean old fogies holding seats,and making nothing new or sensible. What I see is untold lies and deceit. What I see is that nothing changes at the core;yet the surface is ever evolving into more and more of a glossed over servitude, by those who hold on to what doesn’t make sense. Nothing’s concrete anymore,and will change for the worse. So how do we view these guardians? How do we, as a people of servitude, see those we trusted to lead? Everyday a banana peel lies near to the door of their consciences,and they are seconds away from upsetting the balance of what is ,and has been the natural flow of the earth,and its’ inhabitants. I will tell you what I see,..I see the feet of those who are out for themselves, and their closets full of shiny shoes,polished over to hide the scuff marks of the days tirade. I see glassy slippers in a closet full of  stagnated thoughts, and boasted lies. Minutes away from falling down to never rise again. These slippers wear the floors of great places down to a trail never to be trodden by new ideas,and  formidable men. Slippers never stand,. they slide. And we are their floor.