Sometimes we are powerless to what the future holds. We would like to believe we have absolute control and our destinies are for our taking. We've witnessed those who preach that it came easy to them and everyone has the will if they desire. Everyone But the lazy. Then let me ask you this; in a burning building when a make-shift bridge is tossed and twenty people have to cross it, won't someone go first, someone be last, someone encourage others, someone give up their spot, some push others out of the way, some not be able to cross, some may be carried, some will be too scared to cross. some will hold someone else's hand, some will look down and hold up the line, some will run without holding on at all, some will take all their energy to put forth one slow step at a time. It's not that everyone doesn't want to cross the bridge, it's just not everyone can possibly cross at once, thus forming their destiny. True, you may already know which one of these people you would be and decided that indeed you do have control of your destiny, you've considered it survival of the fittest, but again, you haven't asked me what awaits at the other end of the bridge.
Powerless
Wanna Be
The Gathering
The Gathering (2008)
This purposely looks unfinished and child-like. I copied the idea off of one of my favorite plates. One that I often pull out of the hutch during the wintry wood stove season. It has that old European flare to it, that I am so much addictive. I have two plates actually, they are square shaped and have an English label on the back. The background appears as old wallpaper and the deer date back to something out of an ancient Children's literature book. The kind you find in old antique stores hanging together by threads and smelling of old wood. The greenery is faded and without detail as if it is unimportant. More so is the suggestion of conversation. The voice of the gecco in the Geico commercial comes to mind.."Hey you, how you've been? Long winter it was. "
The Man in The Garden
If I could put time in a bottle, it would be consumed with the hours I spent in this magical place. A place you wouldn't mind getting lost in conspiring one inspirational thought after another. A poetic wisdom is unraveled here and a story unfolds. It is a place that hides within itself and dares the viewer to discover it all. A place that even causes the wind to catch it's breath. It will take you back to your days of your childhood and capture your retrieve of discovery, every wish and every dream. You will see a thousand views without moving your head. A place that not only bottles time, but keeps the cork tight until the drink is at it's finest. Nature's Song
Nature's Song (2008)
An enchanting stroll conspired of lure and deception and yet so tranquil the moment it soothes the common ear. The lady is unable to look upon the pan of the gardens, however she attempts to gaze at him through her looking glass. Only the woodland creatures, those with their feet literally planted are able to gaze upon him as he melodically plays nature's song.
Perception's Tree
Perception's Tree (2007 -08)
I almost named this 'Wedding Day' but thought what bride would have time to be daydreaming in some field the day of her wedding, yet she has that look on her face of deep thought contemplating whether she feels up to the challenge that life is bringing her in the near future. The serpent in the tree looks ready to pounce, however the story could go another direction if you let your mind wander and study the characters. Obviously, she must know that he is there. Perhaps it is the fair maiden that is setting the trap.
