Friday, January 16, 2004
New Cross to Bear.
I will be returning to Palisades tonight and subsequently to the City the following day. When it is warmer. Current reads include two Neil Gaiman comic books. He authors the real stuff too. The other book I am reading is J. C. Oates Rape: a love story. Been wrestling with why I so frequently visit the darker sides of life. The only thing I can come up with (justification) is that in a way it offsets the Beauty Erotica Art Style & Transcendant (BEAST) parts of my life.
This is my third J. C. Oates novel. I finished Them but Bellefleur sits on a book shelf half way through. I am half way through my current read ( I cannot even say the word) . . . I want to say Joyce Carol Oates is this thin, little almost fragile woman (Princeton, NJ). She is one of the most celebrated writers today. She too is attracted to raw violence.
All my current influences: graduate classes (Organizational Behavior & Statistics), master photographer vision study and comics (Kingdom Comes, Dark Knight, Sandman ~ The eternals and soon: Sin City & Batman: Year One).
Too much information. Too many variables.
I am burning out. I am returning to the City;
it is going to be a short week for me next week
(traveling for work on Tuesday & Wednesday).
The Chinese new year.
Time for me to sort things out and heal at home.
Another convention coming up
and another hundred dollar painting to contempt-plate.
I will be returning to Palisades tonight and subsequently to the City the following day. When it is warmer. Current reads include two Neil Gaiman comic books. He authors the real stuff too. The other book I am reading is J. C. Oates Rape: a love story. Been wrestling with why I so frequently visit the darker sides of life. The only thing I can come up with (justification) is that in a way it offsets the Beauty Erotica Art Style & Transcendant (BEAST) parts of my life.
This is my third J. C. Oates novel. I finished Them but Bellefleur sits on a book shelf half way through. I am half way through my current read ( I cannot even say the word) . . . I want to say Joyce Carol Oates is this thin, little almost fragile woman (Princeton, NJ). She is one of the most celebrated writers today. She too is attracted to raw violence.
All my current influences: graduate classes (Organizational Behavior & Statistics), master photographer vision study and comics (Kingdom Comes, Dark Knight, Sandman ~ The eternals and soon: Sin City & Batman: Year One).
Too much information. Too many variables.
I am burning out. I am returning to the City;
it is going to be a short week for me next week
(traveling for work on Tuesday & Wednesday).
The Chinese new year.
Time for me to sort things out and heal at home.
Another convention coming up
and another hundred dollar painting to contempt-plate.
Thursday, January 15, 2004
True Joy of Life by Bernard Shaw (1856-1920)
"This is the true joy in life, being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one. Being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as I live it is my privilege - my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I love. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no brief candle to me; it is a sort of splendid torch which I’ve got a hold of for the moment and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations."
- Man & Superman
"This is the true joy in life, being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one. Being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as I live it is my privilege - my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I love. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no brief candle to me; it is a sort of splendid torch which I’ve got a hold of for the moment and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations."
- Man & Superman
