Life in Contrast


“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” ― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America

Contrast is part of life, and we truly live in a life of contrast. However, what appears to us as strikingly different, what appears to us as a simple juxtaposition of black and white are really two of the same. It is within the one shade that we can find two.

We should all explore the contrast as it applies to our lives. We artists use contrast to evoke distinction and clarity within a piece. We writers use contrast to shade the personality of a character against his peers, his struggles or in completion of his goal. Within one form, we can always find two, contrasted throughout time.

Contrast dances in unison with one purpose. This simplicity differentiates the part from the whole, though it is the whole that all parts emanate from. It is this specific part of the form that we emphasize in our own lives. Sometimes we emphasize the black, while other times, it is the white.

In life, we must recognize our own contrasts. We must become aware of both the subtle and the striking differences within our own consciousness and what we perceive around us.

It is through recognizing these true contrasts that live within us all that we can become whole. With this simple understanding we can come back to the center. The contrast will coalesce within and around us, becoming one.

It is dutiful of all artists, of all creative spirits to explore contrast, just as it is for all lives to accept and understand it. This is the divergence of self and of sight, of mind and of body.

We become our own contrast. We live through our variance of self and of mind only to one day return to the true form. To become one with this clashing of color, of shade and of emotion is to become one with the heart and the mind.

Color your work and your life with the awareness of contrast. Unfocus and watch as two forms become one.


Lessons in Color


“Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways. ”
Oscar Wilde

Color is a precious thing. People don’t fully understand it. This deserves exploration.

Color is the phenomenon of light. It is the quality of light that we see, but this saturation of light is so much more.

Color tempts the eyes, opens the mind and rattles emotion. For the artist, color, shade and hue are all tools to convey his message. Just as the writer paints with words breathing life into a story, the artist colors the life of his work so it may speak to the world.

We can learn a lot from color. We can see the light reflected, changing the spectrum of our minds. Our mind is a prism, filtering light through, coloring the depths of our imagination, stirring our dreams and desires.

Color can make one feel powerful, soft, sensual, admired and loved. Color can also make us feel warm, hard, powerless, agitated and sad. Through the power and use of color we extract and provoke emotion, we give a touch of life, and a touch of dreams with every fleck, every pixel.

Life can be full of color, or it can be grey. It can be as simple as black and white, or it can be colorless, void of light. It can be dark. But this is up to us.

Through color we can mute the darkness. We see the shimmer of life and taste the sweetness of existence. Bold color denounces what is dark, and covers it with radiance, with life and with love.

We color the seasons with the shades of the heart. Through brilliant reds and greens we can make the spirit of the holidays come alive. We can make others feel, and see the spirit surrounding all that exists.

We are the colorists, the artful wanderers and the creators of inspiration. We color inside the lines and out. We please the mind and satisfy the heart. We are the color of life, the incandescent smile of the universe.

Color your world with your heart and with your mind’s desire. Stand in the brilliance and bask in radiance of this shining life.

Lessons in Darkness

IMG_2285“Light can only be understood with the wisdom of darkness.”
Ka Chinery, Perceptions from the Photon Frequency

What can we learn from darkness? One can learn more than just a simple lesson. We can learn many truths from this absence of light.

In many ways, darkness is a paradox. You cannot truly see it, because it is dark. It is non-light. It is black, but blackness as well emits a fraction of light. Only through the emptiness of mind can it be understood.

Darkness can be used. It is used in the shadows of great art. It is used in elements of suspense in writing. It can be conveyed through the skills of great actors, musicians and dancers. Darkness plays a role in creation, and it is a part of our everyday waking lives.

It is only within darkness can we know the light. It is only through seeking the light can we rid ourselves of the darkness. But, both will always remain.

As night turns to day, we are always reminded of these two great compliments of life. One cannot exist without the other. This is not duality. These are not opposites. The two exist as one.

Use the darkness to remind you of the light. Explore the dark parts of life as well as those bathed in light.

To know the self is to know all parts. To understand life is to understand the dark as well as the light, the calm and the chaos, the hard and the soft.

We must understand and embrace our whole self, in dark times and when well lit. This is the way of the artist, and the way of the creative spirit.

Muse Your Moment


“She smiled and said with an ecstatic air: “It shines like a little diamond”,
“What does?”
“This moment. It is round, it hangs in empty space like a little diamond; I am eternal.” ― Jean-Paul Sartre, The Age of Reason

Inspiration. Where does it emanate from? From what source does the muse originate? How do we find it as we stare at the blank page, or gaze deeply into the white canvas?

It is said that each day we are given a moment, just a solitary point of awareness within a fleeting second where we can choose to capture the flame, where we can choose to see our heart and its desire. This is the moment where we capture our muse.

The muse comes in many forms. It can arise from one line we may read in a book, or through the emotion we witness around us. A person can inspire us with their words, their smile or their gaze. The wind can blow a seed in just the right way, and we are then captured by the muse of nature. It is within our awareness that we find these fruits.

We must be open to these things if we are to create truly and passionately. The moments come and must be captured, but so many go unnoticed. So many are left wasted as we’re often distracted by worldly things.

The screen of the smartphone blinds us at times, though it can also be a conduit for our muse. The busy lines at the store confound and irritate us, but within this line muse can be captured. The traffic jam riles our rage and tries our patience, but within this temporary solitude one can surely be inspired.

Each moment carries with it the ability to transcend our awareness and cultivate our passions. Each second can inspire us to create, to smile and to walk ahead with a strong heart and a clear vision. It is our duty to recognize the subtle gifts waiting all around us.

Whether you are inspired by a painting, a phrase, a dance, song or even by sitting on your couch watching Netflix; capture this moment. Let it speak to you through your heartmind.

Some may be inspired by the patterns in a leaf, while others may feel the emotions of the world as they hear a bell toll. Whatever it is, be aware, be sound and be alive in this time. Be the muse of your own moment.

Life is one continuous beautiful moment. Don’t let it pass you by.

Free the Circle


It is said that a spiral is a circle that has been set free; a spiritually actualized form. In many ancient cultures, the spiral represents a universal pattern of growth, renewal and the ever evolving journey of life. It is a pattern that all human beings have recognized throughout time.

The spiral is known in the mind’s eye. It is brings about the gnosis of self, reminding all of the inward and outward evolution of mind and spirit. It is used as a guidepost for understanding and remembrance of the source, and of the journey back home.

We live in a spiral galaxy, in a world of spinning electrons and circular patterns of microcosmic spirals that no human can see. But, we can feel them.

The artist knows the spiral. He knows the pull of the brush along that sacred form, almost pacifying as the stroke is placed. The writer knows the spiral, the beginning and the end, all at once; the inward and outward evolution of the story. The composer, the actor and the dancer know the spiral as well. It pulls the heart and mind in a rhythmic dance of parallel light.

Spirals tell us that the world is new, as much as it is old. It reminds us of a time when the balance was maintained, with the heart and the mind in tune; atonement of the spirit.

It is along the spiral where we find the true path of art, and of life.

Take care of your spiral, of your sacred space, of your present moment. This ensures that we always embrace universal change. In this space, we witness  the power of creation at its essence; one continuously unraveling and evolving present moment, one continuous infinite spiral.

We must accept this as truth, as artists and as spiritual human beings.



“May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke

What does it mean to compose? To put together, to create, to begin a project? All describe the action well, though some only see the term as relating to writing an email. In the act of composing, we begin our journey into the world of our creations.

To compose is to breathe life into an idea. It is the musicians tool of creation, as it is the same for the artist, the writer and the dancer.

To compose it to begin. It the footprint of creative thought, the first steps of an infant idea. It is in composing that we find the beginning, and in this beginning we see our first impressions of the final result. We see the end of our story, the final brush stroke, the final chord of a melody and the final step of the dance.

In composing, we see the ebb and the flow all at once; the compliments of our creation intertwined. We see the river of our thought begin and empty as if looking through time.

A few miles away from my doorstep there is a river. The river is not small. In fact, it is one of the world’s biggest. This river knows the beginning and it knows the end.

The river is a master of composition. It is the master composer, flowing from its source and emptying into the world. It moves over everything at all times, flowing and finding its way from the source and toward its eternal home. The cycle of creation completes the river and drives it throughout time.

In our work as artists, writers, dancers, musicians and as all creative souls, we must compose like the river. We must be full of heart and clear of mind. If our work is to touch another, its composition must begin in the heart and transcend the mind. It must bare the soul.

Compose every day, even for five minutes, free of inhibition, without force and without holding back. This is the way of the artist. This is the way of life.



“You are time, and time cannot be created or destroyed. Time just changes form.”
Khalid Masood

What is form? Is it something that can be measured by something else? Where does it come from?

This is the paradox. Because at its very essence, even form has no form. It is all but formless, though it remains. This is art, this is the art of form.

In Taoist thought, the Tao is said to have form but to also be formless. It is all things, pervading and permeating everything. This is art, this is art on all levels. It is writing, it is dance, it is painting and it is anything which takes the creative energy out of the soul and places it onto the stage of the world.

Some people have a specific form of style. Style indicates thought. Style indicates a plan, a comfort or showcase of skill. Form should never be confused with style, though without form, style cannot be. The goal of all art is to have form, to have style, to illicit emotion, inspire thought and to be seen. It is through the formless form that we deliver this to the world.

As Bruce Lee once said. Water is formless. It takes the shape of whatever vessel it’s placed in. If placed in a cup, water becomes the cup. This is the formless form. It is the goal of all art.

To become.

Why Even Bother?


Artists and writers are often asked a version of this question. What makes us do it? What drives us to create? Why even bother?

It’s a calling, it’s a lifestyle and it’s a choice. It’s something we enjoy and it’s something that we hope others enjoy as well. To create is to live. We are all born, we are all created. We are all creative spirits by birth, a product of divine creation. It is in emulating this creative birth that we find our art, our writing and our path.

We draw stick figures as children. These figures grow into cartoonish characters with disproportionate features. Later they become comic book characters. Eventually the simple stick figure becomes an abstract design powered by the force of emotion, or a work of photorealism that captures a perfect moment with paint, pencil or charcoal. It grows and it becomes, as we all do.

I write for the simple reason to bring notice to the brilliant nuances and subtle struggles around me. These are the things that go unnoticed so often, overlooked by the masses that are oblivious to their intimate world.

I create art because I can, because I want to. Because it’s a time of peace, introspection and reflection. I do this because I’m inspired, because I’m alive and I love the world around me. If I can give back to the world in any way, it is to make someone smile, to make someone think and to make others happy through art and through words.

These are the things that move me. These are the passions that I live and breathe. Without passion for life what do we have?

So, why even bother?