Art in Recovery
I am a survivor of abuse and parental alcoholism. Recovery and my artistic journey coincide and interdependent. When I am thinking of art in these terms, I include all forms, Writing, Painting, Drawing, Sculpture, etc.
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Crooked Arrow
I intended my blog to be about the struggles of a writer/artist, about the ups and downs. I have discovered that I like writing positive “a day in the life” segments too. But I have days like today when writing a feel good submission is not in the cards. I’m struggling today. I’m worried about… Continue reading
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Writing
I’m nearing the end of a rough draft of my third book in my Escape From Desolation trilogy. I call it a rough draft and not a first draft because when I’m done I have to go through the whole thing again to tighten it up and focus on the themes established by the ending.… Continue reading
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Guitar
When I was a kid I got a little inexpensive classical guitar. I had lessons for awhile, but drifted away from it. Since then I have wanted to improve, but haven’t allowed myself the time to learn. I always wanted to play well, and I’ve played all my life, but I don’t know many songs.… Continue reading
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Tune in my Head
Sometimes when I am in a humorous mood, my writing is the most free. But I can’t force it. I can’t force funny. Lately, funny hasn’t been coming my way. It may be because I am immersed in writing my latest book. The tone and theme of that book dominates my creative space. It’s like… Continue reading
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Under The Bed
One of my struggles as a writer, is to write with my true voice. Often after writing I am unsatisfied to some degree because I don’t feel I was authentic. It’s an idea that there is some magic style of prose that when I use it I will feel nirvana. Ironically, many who read my… Continue reading
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Look to the Arts
I love to be around people who like to talk about movies, stories and ideas. Although segments of movie, television and literature may be dominated by commercial interests (especially big budget movies), the best of human thought and expression are represented in these art forms. When discussing a current political or social issue, I often… Continue reading
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Faces in the Trees
I hope I’m not admitting something crazy, but I see faces when I look out my office. My neighborhood has lots of trees and when I look out, there is a myriad of patterns of trunks and branches, which is easier to see in the winter. I used to do a lot of cartoon drawing,… Continue reading
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Snow Sculpture
Years ago, I used to make snow sculptures. At the peak, our house would get a line of cars to see what I made. One year my work was featured in the local newspaper. My kids were my muse. They inspired me. I loved to see their reactions to what I made. I would make… Continue reading
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Inventor
I was looking back on some of the things I used to make. I’ve always been a tinkerer. My engineering friends would scoff at the idea of me being an amateur engineer because of the rigors of getting a professional engineering degree, but it runs in my blood. My grandfather and uncle were trained engineers.… Continue reading
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Couch Potatoes
By the time my parents where my age, they had mostly retreated from life. Their activities were predominantly driven by the activities of their kids and grandkids, birthdays parties, holidays, etc. By this time my parents were hardcore couch potatoes. My mother live in the world of her soap operas and my Dad spent his… Continue reading
About Me
Indie author and self taught artist, creating for over fifty years, also a former corporate lawyer and systems manager … and other assorted vocations. Writing is my passion. I just released my first science fiction novel, Escape From Desolation, eBook and paperback. More information at my author page: http://escapefromdesolation.com
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