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.
Mondays are just young Fridays
Posted on April 25, 2016 by j.g.lewis
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If, in the darkness, you stub a toe
or fall blindly to the floor,
it should be in the direction of
the light attempting to burst
through a crack.
Should you be alone,
do not waste time waiting
for someone to rescue you, but
rather use all your energy to
pick your self up, even if the journey
is in the direction of
someone you know
will understand.
They will accept you
more completely, and offer
greater respect and gratitude
knowing the difficulties
you have encountered.
As you become sidetracked or
led off the path, remember
there is more than one way to get
to your destination.
Observe carefully
detours and distractions keeping you
from what you want,
and be mindful of
all true intentions.
Know the light continues to wait
and will welcome you
with open heart.
When you remain stuck in a rut,
unable to move forward,
know nothing is
too deep to block your light, or
that which is there for you.
It may take
all your intuition as you summon the
spirit which has inspired before, but
you cannot remain
too low for too long, when
you realize the source is never far.
As you arrive, do not ask
why it took so long to see,
but simply
be grateful you found a way back.
© 2016 j.g. lewis
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