CorkyLittleWolf

Write:
        To write is to be in touch. To know where the mind wants to be. Inspiration comes best when writing (for me anyway) though sometimes at inopportune moments. Like when those moments when sleep should be the only concern, because work is coming the next morning, but managing the events is possible. Slow and steady, careful yet still enjoy the life that can be lived. Life. It happens all day every day life happens and most of us forget what it means to live. We're constantly worried about bills, grades, how can the incoming money be budgeted this paycheck to put food on the table. How can the momentum be nurtured and keep the vehicle running to continue the job that pays for it all. All of these worries, are what holds the mind captive, keeps life from fully blessing the wants and desires. Expecting the worst possible event to happen is part of the problem, expectation itself is the negative to the positive to all of these possibilities that life offers. One way to feel out the life that should be lived to make happiness the goal is to realize that everything will be okay, it'll always be okay, issues that have born the most weight will always be taken care of.
Reflect:
        This is the beauty of free will, because choice is possible. Maybe sleep deprivation has set in but sometimes it doesn't matter there is still a choice that can be made that will still make the next sunrise a wonderful experience. When writing connection with the self is possible, reflecting is possible even when it is difficult. Connecting with dust, matter, particles and the subconscious whatever it is will not let go. Power is a gift and one day it may be recognized. Someday maybe, but that truth only lies within daily experience. Daily morning choices. It all lies and the shoulders of the believer and is strewn across the forehead on the inside, behind closed eyes like a giant panoramic behind the skull. Choices, daily choices.
Replenish:
        Sometimes getting in touch with something deeper through any act like writing that allows reflection and realization is possible. One day the reach that is being projected will find a way toward limitless love and comfort. Bringing something forward from the self from the mind and spirit, something amazing can truly be created. So close the vibration is within grasp, continue to reach. Maybe a few more sleepless nights, more time to reflect once more to look into the rainy key and be at peace. Deep breathing, taking in the peace with the mild humidity. Spirit can be reached, just keep reaching for it through expression and when its close enough the vibration can be felt, tingling on the skin raising the hair.

I had forgotten that I enjoyed writing as much as I do photography. I am a little ashamed of myself that I have not posted anything here for the longest time, likely the reason was I let life get in the way. Or maybe I simply left it all because I felt I was not worth the title of artist, but doesn't every artist struggle with the same image in their head? 
I have kept journals for a very long time, and writing has helped (and hurt) my journey along the way. I carry a notebook and a pen everywhere I go. It occurred to me that I should probably start posting these thoughts here just to get them out into the world. Maybe my trials and tribulations can help someone in their story? I could start at the beginning? I could start with the present and work backwards? Who knows, maybe I'll only put something up that I feel relevant to the day, week, month and so forth. Most if not all of my writings have been directly connected with an event in my life and some have been captured in the moments that I had learned a valuable life lesson. This little journal that I have has been in the works for about two years an its not very thick, but I still feel it has value. So I believe here I'd like to record these entries in the hopes that my words can reach out to someone in need. Or something along those lines... So this is the beginning of a project for no other reason than it's a rainy day here, and I'd like to share my thoughts. I do not yet know how often I'd like to post these journal entries or whatever I want to call them but that's the fun part.. I guess. 

Don't know how to end this the right way, so I'll just say..

...here we go 

So that is how it starts.
You're drawing in class on lined notebook paper when suddenly
You realize
"This is really neat. . . I wonder how I can do more of this?"
Once you move from pencils to pens
The whole aspect of your creation changes
Almost as if a progression from one medium
Encourages an entirely new idea
To create an infinite desire 
For more of those beautiful things you've accomplished
Suddenly you have books, and binders full
Full of drawings and sketches
Doodles and intricate designs
Depending all upon your mood that day
You never quit creating
Hell creating when you were sad produced some decent work
And then a miracle happens
You discover paint
On a large scale
You have to have a 4x4 foot canvas!
A car!
A wall!
The entire grassy yard!
Just to bring into this world what you have had bottled up inside
All those little impulses laid out in front of you 
For the whole world to see!
Excited and passionate about expressing this great giant piece you have before a board of judges . . .
You suddenly see someone who did fantastic . . .
Then you realize that they did better
Much better
Their work had control
And contour
The right shade of green you tried for days to obtain
(With vigorous mixing and failed attempts)
And sadly fall
Deep into a creative rut
Feeling like you've hit the bottom . . .
Like you'll never be any better than them
Right when you're laying there on the grass
Covering yourself in that "shamed" loose canvas you thought was beautiful
A light shines
It shines upon something so small
So insignificant
That little blade of grass
With a single dew drop
Your eyes widen and you instantly become obsessed with its minor beauty
And the light disappears but you still have that image burned into your brain
Frantically you search for the right tools to bring that image back
That beautiful little scene from such a tiny world
You make due with what you have
The end product being, not quite what you expected
But enough for you to try again

This is how the creation process works. You do not abandon your gift, just because you think someone is better than you. That's not how life works. Those little nuances are there to show you what you are capable of, so keep it up! Even if you think one piece is so atrocious that it will never see the light of day again, use it. Tear it up and mix it in with something else, that's the beauty of mixed media. Of true art really, using something that was once unacceptable and making it desirable. Do not give up hope. Even if you feel like you can't you CAN, everything that had been created today started with that simple
lined
notebook paper

And it only takes a moment for all of those ideas to flash through your mind, and for you to be aware of them. 
Happy Creating  

So I'd been apart of this cite for at least a year, but I hadn't submitted any work since I had started. Still I have more to show you all. Through the past year though I have been in more places than I had thought I would ever go. Most of these pictures started in New Mexico, my original home I guess. After those there are the shots from New York and more recently some shots from Missouri. I'm sure that if questions are asked as to where the pictures were taken then I'll be glad to answer where they came from. Still in the process of collecting for my personal portfolio but I figured I could share what I have so far. Some of them yes are edited to enhance the color or the clarity but a good majority are actually as is right out of the camera. I find there is beauty in simplicity and in the macro world (which most of my pictures seem to be of) there are marvelous little worlds to be discovered. I've had one hell of a ride the past year, but I'm going to make the best of it and continue to build on this fun little hobby. Thanks to all those who gave a fav for my pictures they're much appreciated. Wonderful days ahead ^_^*

So, here it all starts. Moving from one state to the next is such a feat and with all that has happened in such a short span of time can be quite amazing. I'd lost my creativity, and my passion wasn't what it used to be since coming to this new place. I think I'll be ok now though. With some new acquaintances and such I believe I'll slowly get my groove back lol my mojo and such. Though now my computer is being a little 'tard and went on the fritz I haven't uploaded many pictures but expect some coming within the next few weeks. I feel there is more that must be said for this entry is so short, but that's all that has been at the forefront of my mind for the moment.. That and moving 3 times within the past year.. Whatever. More pictures to come soon ^_^ I'm excited to get things fixed, up and working again <3