I know that humans and their technology will change just as it has in my past. In high school and college we were not aware of computer graphics, NFT, the amazing world of computer genius. 
What do you call human....I can look around the world and see so much of the past in their present. At what point will the nations of the world come together and use 3/4 of the earth surface  water for all life. 
What is the role of the artist....I am screaming to have you see inside my mind....and I am screaming in my mind to create what I see. 
Talk to me, see me, hear me, acknowledge me. Humans are craving for this...I am craving this. 
People are now able to create worlds that are not real,...., creative worlds done so brilliantly by computer intervention. 
I follow artist in Skagit valley and the world. You do amaze me....and you are underwhelming. 
Artist....we/I have the need to create and expose....
All creative people...and I am talking about all types of art. Writer, poets, dancers, actors, sculpture....and now video is enveloping all. 
Pandemic....will this be the beginning of future life.We knew of such sickness in poor areas of the world but no here in the richer countries. At what time do we realize the world is here...landing at every airport. 
Thank you for reading my rant


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Out of the blues



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Time to move



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The Solo Artist


I hate walking into a gallery that is quiet, each footstep being heard.  My art along with so many other artist are worked on with noise noise noise all around them. Messy studios, pot ashes, wine glasses, music playing. discussion within our selves on design problems. So many highs and lows of creating. 

There is a zone that I go into when I am working on a photograph or a painting.....interruptions can't happen.....it is hard to go back to where you were, deep in your mind, when you have to leave your creation.

Faces faces faces
I see you, I blow you up on my computer so I can see every detail of your skin, your clothes your jewelry you tattoos your birth marks....I see you magnified...but only skin deep. Sometimes I see expressions on your faces that I have felt in myself. 
I am a street photographer....you are rushing by, I am always rushing and I snap a quick photo. On my computer I look at you and love every detail I can see. I become intimate with your face but not with your consciousness. 


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I have aged during Pandemic. I have discovered Korean Drama and sit hour upon hour watching, not moving, decaying.
I argue with the 3 me's inside my mind. In the beginning we all came together to understand Covid.

 I love SciFi and Contagion was one of my favorites along with The Stand and so many more.  So when I was sitting in my chair on the alley side at night, I saw a satellite traveling north west to north east I was excited. Then I saw another one following that one...then two side by side on the same path, then single one, well this continued and my minds couldn't understand....one said it was because I was stoned. the other me went back over all the scenarios, the wealthy leaving Earth, missiles heading for the east coast...I decided to go to bed, this was way too abstract. 

(Look up SpaceX, Starlink)


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