Made it through twisting this hair. Had been slacking for a couple of weeks. Back on it now. May have to consult some of you naturalistas! Need tips and stuff. 🌳🌚
Dig in two
Until fewer sides
Universe and no. 2 pencil
Stress, Eye alleviate
Leave a plate
Ocean boldly goes where rheum is communicating to pupil
Studious on ruminating on Rumi
U need arrows to point us to a universe where lines bend
Paddle and battle
On the dock of the bay
On the boat
So it goes until the glow, it shows
People say hello randomly
During rainy day, relay photos of canopies
Can’t appease everyone
Sent a letter
Sun, thank you for your display, day-to-day
Can of peas? No
Only the freshest
Our quest is love
Self and one
Here’s the scoop
For you school of fish
We are more than urban or city tenements
10 of us can be betterment, bending definition of development
Gates of heaven
Peep how we do
Through a seed
Dutifully using sounds
Colors I wanna hear ya
Easier to deal with Earth
Seeing a world become an experiential Encyclopedia
Be even, even when the odds seem meatier
Meet Eeyore and Tigger
Piglet, Rabbit, Owl
Pooh and a few vowels
I’m knocking on a door that was not there before, before I learned the flow is oh, so lovely, more than force
Set a course for forever and ever, end of time and a time where going forward is morphing decorum
Non-conformist, transforming society
At the core of propriety, no more quiet me
Can’t sit idly or quietly
Eye of dreams
For my and me
Dieting on righteous leaves
Dying strings to connect every spectrum whether seen or unseen
One thing you must be aware of
The fear’s done
Stick a fork in it
Can’t chew the fat or gum because there’s pork in it
Perfection and error
From New York
Transported through Newark and Net
Absorbing strength from the heart of Isness
My business is to kick this rhythmic gibberish ‘til it’s dismissing each inch of gimmicks
Limericks can lick it
Tickling my fancy
Next step is memorization to make it hands-free
- G. Arthur ©2014
Another piece created from insomnia. A few people have told me to incorporate my words and poetry into my art, and I thought it was a great idea, although the Jamaican in me is stubborn. Lol. The idea grew on me after a while.
Two people and moments especially allowed for this organic transference and transformation. Seeing the right person or proper execution helps, along with gentle words.
This is also the style of writing I’ll be using as my signature format. That way people can easily identify my work. Progression. It’s all a matter of attitude and allowing. My journey into Self has me opening up to many possibilities. Letting it flow. Elated with the results.
I feel the ancestors are passing through me in pieces such as this, with it’s Mayan feel. Always thought I was an alien, which influences my work, along with reality, science, and a boat load of other impetus and origins. Bringing my personality, personal journey and person into my art. Finally sharing one of my biggest loves… My first love.
Always, from the heart.
I love working with pen, doing black & white, yet, the masses call for color. Synaesthesia gives me an overload of that on a day-to-day basis. Nonetheless, to add value and to earn income, I’ll do it.
I would grow a beard once I’m committed to someone and/or something. Just so happens both conditions have been met. :)
*rubs tea tree oil on this scruff*
Breakfast(which I always start my day, no matter what time I wake up) consisted of organic honey-o’s, sunflower seeds, chia seeds, rice milk and cinnamon. I went a little overboard with the cinnamon, lol, but, it was good.
Frying up banana peels and a banana to go with my sprout bread. Regardless of how people complain about cost with eating healthy, it’s an investment. Attitude and perspective go a long way.
I feel that feeding your spirit, body and mind can go the distance in curing whatever ails you. Having become more conscious and aware of that, I’ll deal with the price. Quality of living will reflect in what you put in your temple. We are really just vessels on this Earth, and what we put out can be life or death.
I choose life. 👽
Back to my reading.
All I want to do today is draw, read, eat and possibly go outside. Ugh. I get so comfortable in the house these days. >_>
Thanks! Too many options for my taste. A part of me is almost sliding back to the idea of making Tumblr my website(convenience, tbh), however, I made a mistake and lifeuponcanvas is taken. Although, I could get over that, I’m not. Lol. Not currently. Plus, I love the analytics that come along with WordPress, since I’m my own business now, I need those technics to thrive in the long run. Also, I may pop $h!t about some wack artists and can’t jeopardize that. 😩😭