The Art Club | Lynchburg, VA | 2018
Pulling the blinds. When I am hunkering down for some creative, I tend to work in the dark and alone. My inspiration is a combination of music, memories, and the now. Music provides a calming focus. Memories supply an endless stream of happy and sad. And the now. Oh the now. No matter the song or the recollection, I always return to love.
Yes Milan Kundera, it is unbearable at times.
Being.
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Readymade TV | Lynchburg, VA | 2018
Readymade TV. It's my new craze. There is so much beauty in the world. I'd rather look than speak. I'd rather listen to instruments than voices. A face says it all. A flower is everything. Architecture quietly begs me to stare. With this mindset I can go anywhere. I can walk into any disco and dance. I can travel to any country and communicate. I am peace and tranquility.
I am entertained by the basic.
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Michael Wiggins | Los Angeles, CA | 1971
(photo: James W. Wiggins, Jr. )
I want to run, kiss, dance, and create. Is this too much for a Saturday? I say—no. Because you must take it when you get it. There are days when the power of love permeates my entire being with blissful intent. It is a day like this that can motivate a man for months at a time. Deep seated belief. I am wide awake.
But I have to close my eyes to truly feel it.
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