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.
Just Like It Seems
Posted on April 27, 2016 by j.g.lewis
// 1 Comment
When does a wave become a wave and when
is it only water When does a thought
become an idea or when is it simply fodder for creations and goals
is it only a dream when is what is
just as it seems
If you know what you know and still can’t see through
do you wait and only wonder if there is more you can do
Where are the signs you have got it all wrong
if you think through the process and it seems too far gone
Who can decide if you can’t see your self
What can you say when there is no one to tell
Does blood in the vein know you exist
will the heart continue beating beyond the eclipse Can August as
we know it ever spill into June
and how can forever feel like it is soon
How could we tell through the sun-drenched illusions
Why would I stop you
from jumping
to conclusions
When does a breath become a sharp gasp and how
will you know if it will be your last
So little is written and so much is said
you can’t pull it together nor find a thread of truth
beyond passion a sole purpose you know
How can you be sure when you say it is so
Do you take words at face value can you
know what they mean
you speak them so often just like it seems
science keeps trying to convince us the sun will get hotter
Will it bring us more waves or
bring us
more water
?
© 2016 j.g. lewis
One reply on “Just Like It Seems”
This is my brain… every morning at 3am. What a beautiful piece this is.