Sunday, March 23, 2014

The Past

The past is not just a word for something that is behind us.
It is a song to be sung even when our voice is without sound.
My breath and heartbeat are sustained only because
My trail of tears,
Sobering realities,
And momentous bits of pure joy
Were revealed and respected.
Remnants of the past are woven into my very existence.
The past is so wonderfully preserved in my memory,
The lessons and psalms,
The stories and poems lamented my younger naïve self. 
The past does not serve as a punishment,
Nor does it serve to be a vessel of all that is muddy and tainted,
To be left on a shelf and forgotten.
That the future with it’s white-knuckled grip,
Will eventually drop all secrets to the floor,
In a splatter of shards and slivers,
Revealing us as human.
No longer indestructible creatures of perfection.
I live today for my past got me here,
I will live tomorrow because of today’s actions.
Tomorrow’s goal is never to undo what happened to us.
It is to investigate the source of all that pain embodies.
The pain is fear.
And fear is a future without love.

~Talvin C. Beville, Mar.2014

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Butterflies

Fluttering
Airy
Colorful
Muted
Quiet
Graceful
Transformation 
Change
Souls 


Thursday, March 28, 2013

Tonalism

I have been obsessed lately with the artistic style know as tonalism. It is so moody and calming to me. It definitely puts me in a dreamlike state. I start creating narratives in my mind about paintings such as the ones I've selected. Romance found and romance lost. Moments of reflection. Ethereal.

These are some of my favorites that I have found. By artists Harry Van der Weyd and Charles Warren Eaton.


Monday, March 25, 2013

Cheers to new beginnings

For three weeks I've been taking advantage of the time off to celebrate the external. Things that exist outside of ourselves. No, I'm not talking of running away from life but chasing it and experiencing it. Traveling is such a great way to forget your troubles and get happy, as Judy Garland once sang. 24 days after my last day at work and I'm finally ready to go within. I decided to leave my job and try something new, something that would have never been an option twenty, even thirty years ago. Most people just stayed in their respective positions to be unhappy or dissatisfied until they retired. I wasn't built that way, never have been. I am very thankful to be afforded this chance to explore what is truly my passion. I hate to use the expression "finding myself" because it has been so overused and cliche but what the hell. I am trying to find myself. Here's to more creativity and more opportunities at what life has to offer us. 

This is something I have been working on for a few days. This may turn out to be a story, a poem or inspiration for a painting. Whatever form it officially takes, it is art nonetheless.

I tried hiding
Behind those walls,
That were tumbling, crumbling down.
Standing naked and standing tall
I stood in my truth
I answered the call.
Like a mirror
To the sunshine
The ocean to the moon
A gift to each other
My heart knows who
Is shining like a beacon
From the outside in
When love is given
And not taken
It’s a sin.


Friday, December 11, 2009

Thursday, June 18, 2009

more flower power




yesterday i did a photo of my flower that i did.  well, with the help of arden, the store intern, i was able to crank out another flower faster, she's a good cutter!  after the addition of another flower and a simple little butterfly....well, GORGEOUS!!!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

poppies will put them to sleep...


Here's a photo of a paper poppy I made for store display.  It turned out pretty good on my first try.  I've made paper flowers before but never using instructions and a template.  It was VERY time consuming but all in all...pretty damn good!!! 

p.s. I got the instructions on Martha Stewart.com...enjoy!