This is my dream. Please hear me, I am not a professional I realized, I have no such talent. I am an artist, art is where after ten years of self-scrutiny I found myself again and finally. Art is my refuge, my sanctuary, my salvation, it is kingdom for my rage, where my truth is born and made. Some achieve artistry in their professions, some achieve professionalism in their arts and both are valid and respectable paths into personal evolution, of humility, of pride and meaning in working toward greater humanity. Self-awareness has helped me override self-consciousness. There is no reality for me, only truth; there is no belief in me, only faith. The unknown possibilities live inside me, growing in its magnificence inside me. All life ends, all hearts are broken, a friend said once, also, I am everything you cannot control. I began my creative journey in photography... pole dance... then I found love in poetry, angel of music, growing friendship with philosophy, growing awareness in the pursuit of philosophical thinking and reflection. A decade of journalling privately, openly, romantically, practically... and I am arrived at a new depth... brave new challenges welcome me - publication? production? performance? To be private and independent... to attain a place of my own and to pay my dues? I am scared yes, yet I am looking forward. This duality has always existed and it will never cease to be so. But a fearless scare, that is where we find our livelihood, a natural instinct which calls upon our strength and courage to protect what we ought to protect. I have learned to gain consciousness without egotism, learned articulate, learned intuitive. Awareness, communication, objectivity. Hoped for and earned. Process is necessary for progress and progress is living breathing joy. My art expression. My freedom. I live for my dream. buying my own place and studio mastering my beloved and cherished instruments becoming free from self-consciousness finding true love, marrying, and having children voyaging endless, dancing, writing taking pride in my work, for my children providing refuge for creators In gratefulness I pray. 2022 May 31
NOTES
#144 Here
all hearts are broken
#143 M A X
#143 Live
#142 Die Fälscher
Film: Die Fälscher / The Counterfeiters
“Except for the score music by Marius Ruhland, the soundtrack consists of classical tangos recorded decades ago by Argentine harmonica player Hugo Díaz, and opera recordings from the 1930s and 1940s.”
I had seen ‘Inglourious Basters’ several times but this time particularly was drawn into August Diehl’s performance. A magnetism in his acting, so I searched. And consequently followed his acting in ‘A Hidden Life’, ‘Salt’ and now ‘The Counterfeiters’. Such beautiful films. Things like this make me glad to be alive. I cannot help in any way the disorders of the world, but I want to understand more. Please allow me to understand, to ask what is happening and why it is happening. Please forgive me too, I just wish I could do more.