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.
Month: August 2016
Be limitless
in what
you offer
and
thankful
for what
you receive.
j.g.l.
Posted on August 15, 2016 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
If you, yourself, are a
work of art, and you
are inspired by all the
intricacies and simplicities
of any type of art,
should you not be an
inspiration to your self?
You wonder, often, and
question if the canvas
is correct, or the perspective
is right. Your process may
change, or the medium you
occupy, yet the palette reflects
the shades and shadows
of your mood, or your season.
Textures and tones,
each brushstroke reveals
a little more, or covers up
a self-perceived flaw or fault.
Whether abstract or realist,
how you present yourself
offers a gallery of possibilities.
Show your colors.
j.g.l.
“I’m inhabiting a life I’m not
supposed to be in… and at
certain times in my life, I
have felt a wrongness. And
not a moral wrongness but
a sense that this isn’t what
I was born to be doing. “
– Sam Shepard
cloud songs
Living long past the nostalgia
and fairy tale days, they are real
and come to you
when needed.
The fire has been silenced by
the doubtful
and the disbelievers,
yet the will is still there
for those who care.
Through the shadows, adorned
in sunlight and hope, they show
themselves
in mysterious ways,
to those who believe . . . or have.
Open your mind,
your heart and soul
to the kiss
of the dragon.
j.g.l.
Some days I think things I just can’t say.
It’s not that I am ashamed or embarrassed
of my thoughts, or even that they might not
be appropriate. I don’t even fear what would
happen should they come out in conversation,
or random reply, but at certain times I just
want to surround myself in silence.
I might not even want to think those things
let alone put them out there.
One of the traits that separates humans from
the animals (besides the use of a thumb) is an
ability to communicate in so many ways. At a
time where a phone is no longer a phone, but
a device that instantly connects us quickly to
the worldwide wonder, we can effortlessly
broadcast our beliefs so others may know
where we stand. Or what we are thinking, if
we want.
Part of the whole freedom of speech thing is
knowing you don’t have to.
j.g.l.
