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.
#writeeverydamnday
Posted on December 31, 2016 by j.g.lewis
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Every day I write. I write
every damn day. Sometimes
it’s poetry, or essays, and
thoughts, or questions.
Other times it is unsolicited
advice (not always heeded,
especially by myself) or
observations on things that
catch my eye and make me
wonder. Why? It’s what I do,
every day, and every day for
the past two years I’ve been
posting some of my stuff
here, not because I have to,
but because I want to. I write,
every damn day.
Thank you for reading.
j.g.l.
What?
What have you forgotten?
What keeps you awake? What
could solve those few problems?
What will it take? What are
you missing?
What makes it real? What are you
thinking? What do you feel? What
would be different if
it actually could? What is
holding you back from doing
all that
you should? What could go wrong?
What makes you so sure? What,
for heavens sake,
is the answer
or cure? What will
it cost you to change up the pace?
What goes on behind the
smirk on your face? What do you
remember? What do you know?
What will it take to let it all go?
j.g.l.
