“Last time I was down South, I walked into this restaurant. This white waitress came up to me and said, ‘We don’t serve colored people here.’ I said, ‘That’s all right, I don’t eat colored people.Bring me a whole fried chicken.’ About that time, these three cousins came in. You know the ones I mean, Ku, Klux and Klan. They said, ‘Boy, we’re givin’ you fair warnin. Anything you do to that chicken, we’re gonna do to you.’
“So I put down my knife and fork, picked up that chicken, and kissed it.” – Dick Gregory, comedian and activist (Oct. 12, 1932 – Aug. 19, 2017)
Heart Art
Seriously. . .
When’s the last time you put your Heart into something?
No, REALLY, when’s the last time that you
L I T E R A L L Y
gave from your Heart?
There’s a legend of an artist who had found the secret of a wonderful red which no other artist could begin to imitate. The actual secret of his special color actually died with him. But after his death there was an old wound that was discovered over his heart. . .
T H I S
revealed the source of the matchless hue in his paintings. . .
The legend teaches that NO great achievement can ever be made,
no lofty attainment ever reached,
N O T H I N G
of much value to the world done,
without the full donation of the
Heart’s Blood. . .
Nice legend, huh?
Great story. . .
Good point. . .
Excellent analogy. . .
Unless
. . .unless, it isn’t!
Vincent Castiglia
Vincent is an artist who’s art work is bloody awesome,
which is actually a fairly good description
since his art is created from his own blood. . .
Castiglia has been painting dramatic and graphic works
using his own blood for years. . .
He states, “Some of the painting are 7 feet tall and can actually take up to some 30 vials of blood.”
Now he’ll be quick to put it into perspective by telling you that it’s way less than what would be donated to a Blood Bank, but still, he takes his blood and mixes it with water at times and other times just uses it as is–full strength to give it texture and the look of acrylic after it dries. He shares that some works take several months to complete and can cost as much as $26,000 each.
Not THAT qualifies as
The Hmmmmmmmmmmmm of the Day. . .
I’ll ask again:
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PUT YOUR WHOLE HEART INTO SOMETHING ?
It’s easy to talk about our
BLOOD, SWEAT, and TEARS—
good musical group in the 60’s and 70’s, too. . .
But for W H A T have you actually bled?
But W H E N have you actually Sweat for something?
But W H E R E have you actually left tears?
The World all too often gets our
“H A V E – T O ‘ s”
When it so very desperately needs our
W A N T – T O ‘ S. . .
Legend or Actual. . .
Our best art comes
when we use the most precious and priceless resource we have:
O u r o w n H e a r t s !
Dipping our brushes on to that Palate
and then to Canvas
not only changes it—
But the World’s, too!
It’s long waited for our
H U E
Our T I N T
Our C O L O R
Make it not wait
one brush stroke longer. . .
The Masterpiece in Broken Crayons
Do they?
Do Broken Crayons still draw?
Do Broken Crayons still provide Color?
Do Broken Crayons still contain Art?
You might or might not pass
“T h e T e s t”
I have handed out crayons to kids and sometimes adults. . .correction,
I’ve let them choose crayons from a basket;
Some are gnarled and dull. . .
Some are unashamedly bare,
they’ve lost their little colored coats
or some wisps of that color clamor to stay attached. . .
Some of THOSE crayons have long been worn down
though they somehow remain intact. . .
Some of those crayons are perfectly,
never yet been used
or met their first match with with paper. . .
Some have long lost their top or bottom parts
and barely can still be aptly named:
“C R A Y O N S.”
Any idea what the Consensus chooses. . . ?
H I N T :
It’s usually
E V E R Y T H I N G
but the seemingly useless nubs of color. . .
Just because
it’s been a long time since we’ve played/drawn
with a brand new box of Crayons
doesn’t mean that we still don’t wish—yearn,
W A N T that N E W N E S S,
is it?
Sadly, sometimes,
T H A T newness keeps us from drawing,
from creating,
from using our colors at all. . .
Sadly. . .
stupid, huh?
We can still color the Color
We can sharpen dull edges
We can create
. . .make white paper explode into something that’s guided by our hands;
There’s still Art in Broken Crayons
Our Broken hearts still beat
and at times when they don’t always
boldly follow their deepest,
most passionate desire
because they are smashed,
and dulled and literally,
half of what they use to be,
then we have the awesome,
humbled opportunity to gently lead them to a new,
more Colorful place.
Mr. Picasso once said,
“When I don’t have Red, I use Blue!”
What about you?
The Crayons NOT in the box are of no use to you. . .
the ones that are,
all or any part of them,
still have Art,
Color,
U S E!
A Caring Catalyst comes in all Colors. . .
P R O V E I T !
You are the only Masterpiece continually created and better still,
RE-created every day
Why are you holding out to
JUST be a RED apple.
Why not a Yellow one?
A Green one?
Or Blue?
W H Y N O T ?
YOU. . .
YOU ARE THE MASTERPIECE!
Now get to it. . .
Get to DRAWING people CLOSER together.
Psssssst……..
That’s Art,
Pure Genius. . .
no matter what the Color,
In or Out of the Box. . .
S I G H T E D
ARE YOU BLIND?
I’m not asking you can you see. . .
ARE YOU BLIND?
What USUALLY makes us blind, isn’t our eyesight at all, is it?
What makes us Blind is the use of just two simple words:
CAN’T
or
WON’T
We usually intermix the Words which is not only a dangerous mistake, but also
B L I N D I N G
If ONLY. . .
WOW. . .
that’s another one of
T H O S E P H R A S E S ,
h u h ?
I F O N L Y
we wouldn’t mis-use
we wouldn’t mis-switch
we wouldn’t pay no mind to either:
Can’t or Won’t
How we would create
How we would make
How we would bring forth
How we would cease being Blind
How we would S E E
what’s not been displayed. . .
but is always in
C L E A R S I G H T
and more. . .
awaiting desperately to be
S H O W N
Have at it. . .
Paint the Picture
Use all of the Colors available and. . .
and remove from the Palette
the ugly hues
of CAN’T
or WON’T
Ahhhhhhh. . .
What a beautiful Picture,
See it?
ARE YOU BLIND?
It’s way, way past time for you to get
S I G H T E D