Welcome to my realm.

Art Series

When relating Life, it is not functional for me to use common sayings such as:

  • “ I worked in (job/industry/career) for ____years until ____.”

  • “I was married for ____years until ____.”

  • “I was in a (insert abusive codependent dynamic) for ____years until ____.”

  • “ I was (insert addiction identity) for ____years until ____.”

  • “I was (insert pathology) for ____years until ____.”

Nuance and context are important; unfortunately, sharing such details does become exhaustive for both myself and the other if there is no genuine connection.

Having shared many stories many times with many people, I’ve grown a bit tired of it- and am ready to begin the new stories.

It is up to you how you choose to interpret my perspective of my own life; as for me, it is my intention to put these down in order to create new space, new connections, new expressions, new dialogues, and open into new collaboration within my Life.

What brings you here? How do we relate?

Momentum Metanoia

“Metanoia (Latin): to change one's mind or purpose.”

On January 25th, 2020 I was blindsided in a car accident hours before Sunrise. Consciousness regained after Sunset, losing sensation in my lower extremities, how was this all within my own dreams and aspirations?

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The Shattered Series

“Monkey Paw: be careful what you wish for, etc.”

After losing everything, things can only go up from there- even if that means being “reborn” into a COVID hysteria and returning to your childhood home where your father is overdosing on heroin in the basement.

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Corpus Callosum

“Integrating left and right; past and future.”

When there’s nowhere to return, and nothing to return to, Life opens into a new conversation. There is a genius in the foolishness, a beauty in the instability, a true knowledge within the paradox.

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Natural Integration

“Holding tight to what is right is the illusion that causes confusion; the subtlety to let all be opens the mind for the self to find.”

It is one thing to be a pragmatic realist, living inside of an identity with career or function within society. It is another thing to be an observing idealist, living separate from the processes which maintain the function of society as it is- recognizing the patterns, conjuring improvements of the design or solutions for the normalized problems.

Is there a space in which these two come to blend in the aim of celebrating the human nature and also automation?

How do we reconcile our disdain for chaos while also protecting what is well-ordered?

Nature speaks, but can we listen? Isn’t all of this just cliche at this point if we aren’t carrying through with new patterns?

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Lake Michigan Series

Love is Fear, just as the wood is the fire. The wood can be a house, but it is no home without the flame. Houses burn down too, so there’s that.

It turns out that it is one thing to recognize patterns, and it is an entirely different thing to change them. It is one thing to be able to build a house- endlessly fixated on the effort and the work and the challenges to overcome together- but what is the relationship when the moment has arrived to the aim? What is the next creative focus?

It seems to be true: if the aim is not creative, the aim will be destructive. As in, All-Consuming.

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2024 Series

How about that Eclipse on April 8th of 2024, Ladies and Gentlemen?

That’s what brought me to explore Southern Illinois and Carbondale in the first place; seeing as this was the only place in the United States which was in the totality for both 2017 and 2024, I figured there was something worth finding. I definitely found something! Would you be surprised to find out that I wasn’t even there for the Eclipse, but rather alone in the hill country of Central Texas? If you’ve been following along with these series, you shouldn’t be!

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