Weight

“We are weighted by perception, thoughts and emotion, our eyes are funnels, our minds, cartographer and story teller.”

In times of uncertainty it’s beauty that gives us pause, a sense of weight that ties us to purpose and reminds us of meaning. Take a walk under a canopy of trees and one seems grounded, gaze at a painting and breathing is altered, motion stalled and eyes fixed on color and strokes made by the creator.


We are weighted by perception, thoughts and emotion, our eyes are funnels, our minds, cartographer and story teller. We are weighted not only by gravity, but life that holds us and the words we use to describe our experiences.

The weight of life can be overwhelming, but too a sense of presence, being exactly where one needs to be: knowing the weight of meaning, purpose and love.

Meaning And Beauty

“Beauty is the salve that vacillates our longevity, supports our will, shines a light for waning hope.”

The beauty in ife is the meaning we bring to it, the creative languages, nature, those we support and those we love. Beauty is the salve that vacillates our longevity, supports our will, shines a light for waning hope. This is not a romantic notion, it’s held within the mind, felt in the gut and perpetuated by knowing. 




Knowing

“We are made from the stars and of beauty, our way forward is to merely do and to merely, be.” 

It’s not that we are lost nor merely needy, it’s that we choose not to see who we truly are. We have everything we need, the task then is to surround ourselves with what supports and mimics the already within. We are made from the stars and of beauty, our way forward is to merely do and to merely, be. 

“Beauty is both reflection and perception that influences the mind, guides the hand and pulls at emotion.”

Beauty and the creative mind shows us who we are and who we can become, an intuitive guide through the terrain of living. Beauty is both reflection and perception that influences the mind, guides the hand and pulls at emotion. Because it is who we are, it too is what we create, a circular motion of cause and affect. The mind knows beauty, as it knows itself: familiarity breeds and blooms. 

“We are not the commander of nature nor the mind, we are its byproduct: spectator and spectacle.”

The beauty of nature in particular is the deepest reflection to who we are, and one of the most profound influences to how we create and otherwise live. It is as cells and marrow, memory and intuition. We are not the commander of nature nor the mind, we are its byproduct: spectator and spectacle. We see the beauty of nature as we see ourselves, mysterious and ever changing. It is no wonder that we attempt to control and tame, as we cannot fully ourselves. 


To fully know beauty and the creative mind is to know who we are, digging deep and listening: pulling roots and planting seeds. 



The Creative Languages

“It is through the creative languages that we learn who we are, where light shines upon the path of forward discovery and beauty shows itself lucent.”

The generosity of beauty and the creative mind forges new ways of thinking and experiencing life as we know it, cracking open the shell of who we’ve become. It is through the creative languages that we learn who we are, where light shines upon the path of forward discovery and beauty shows itself lucent. Through the creative languages we tell our stories, building bridges through the shadowy unknown. 

“To live with art is to know the truest self, finding refuge in the mirror created.”

Beauty pulls us from the hole of ego, showing us the vastness of life and our place within. Life affirming as it is salve, beauty echoes the mysteries of the intuitive self where logic has its limits. By mere proxy one discovers the inspiration of beauty by way of nature and the creative languages. To live with art is to know the truest self, finding refuge in the mirror created. Beauty, be it words or what the eye sees and the hand holds, goes beyond entertainment, it is the foundation of the structure of the self, as bone, blood and memory. 

“It can be truly said that a painting becomes our own once devoured, passing through body and mind as satiated consumption: sugar rush or coma.”

When one views a painting, what is seen is more than the image itself, we see the evidence of the maker, the brush strokes, decision making and preferences from their history of living. What is seen is the maker’s story and therefore our own, we see the seer and the depths of seeing: mind and emotion. Viewing a painting can be seen as reading ones own memoir, or a story that pulls us in and holds our attention, grazing the edges of the self. It can be truly said that a painting becomes our own once devoured, passing through body and mind as satiated consumption: sugar rush or coma. 

“It is through the creative languages our maps are drawn, guide posts set, beacons ablaze.” 

The history of the creative languages is our history, our present and the future, the telling of our hopes, dystopic narratives, desires and hatches of escape. The creative languages pull at the scab, then gives it a kiss to sooth the sting of living life. The beauty of the creative languages is their chameleon dexterities, showing many sides to the collective individual that sometimes knows not what it needs. It is through the creative languages our maps are drawn, guide posts set, beacons ablaze. 

Creating Beauty And Finding Meaning

“Through the creative languages we find our flow, what resonates deepest and illuminates the forward trail.”

The striving to do better and to be better is a process of discovery, a curiosity of finding what satiates the mind and body, regulating emotion during the ups and downs of living life. It is within this process of seeking that we learn who we are, matching thought and emotion with doing: creating beauty and finding meaning.

Through the creative languages we find our flow, what resonates deepest and illuminates the forward trail.