What shows
how little
we know?
What can be is
oft far less than
what we expect.
What is now
has never been
what it was.
07/25/2024 j.g.l.
value beyond
Simplicity.
Is there emotion in austerity?
Humanity?
What do you see when attempting
to define your limited visibility?
Minimalism, abstract impressionism
or incorporeal thought.
Less is more, but is it enough?
Texture, tone, and value beyond
your current scene. If you take it to an
extreme, you will question
what it means.
What is really there?
What line do you cross?
Can simplicity be complicated, or
should it even be attempted?
07/23/2024 j.g.l.
Mondays are just young Fridays
Things will not go as planned. Intentions will be disrupted, even overlooked, in the aftermath of an unexpected reality.
Where you are headed will not be the place you end up, undoubtedly or undeniably. No matter how hard you attempt to make each gesture, brushstroke, promise, prayer, or pastime as perfect as you believe it can be, many times you will not arrive at a perceived destination. All too often your endeavors never hit the mark; at times your work may be better than expected (celebrate those moments), but everything (even your judgement) is subjective.
You are not limited to, or by, the colours in your paintbox or progression of your process.
Imagination is as limited or expansive as you want it to be. Give it time to blossom; in certain instances, you may even have to reel it in. This is all about possibilities, no matter which media, method, or style you are beholden to.
You owe your art (or life) nothing but your presence; the value comes from the practice, as rudimentary or spontaneous as it is or will become.
07/22/2024 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
April is Poetry Month
Posted on April 21, 2015 by j.g.lewis
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Ring It Loud
ring the bell for justice
let it chime for peace
ring it loud for friends at home
and people on the street
ring the bell for the soldiers
fighting for our lives
ring the bell for their girlfriends
their widows and the wives
ring the bell for show and tell
politicians strut each day
it’s all for show and has to go
don’t believe in what they say
ring the bell for the ones
in abject poverty
it’s not their choice how they live
it could be you and me
ring the bell for your church
if you think you must
better place the faith in yourself
and those you think you trust
ring the bell for power
the kind you’ll never know
it’s all indentured servitude
painful and it’s slow
ring the bell for passion
the kind you have in mind
it’s what you want or believe you need
just remember love is blind
ring the bell for your virtues
and the seven deadly sins
ring the bell for the dead
and their next of kin
ring the bell for secrets
the ones that bring surprise
ring the bell for what goes on
behind those troubled eyes
ring the bell for the love
the type you hope to find
ring the bell for the bigots
heal the evil mind
ring the bell for dancing
ring the bell at night
ring the bell to raise some hell
it’s time for feeling right
ring the bell this morning
when the light can let you see
ring the bell for someone else
don’t waste your ring on me
©2011 j.g.lewis
