Been workin lots on this painting. The blues are so pretty with the mixes of whites. The greens are like emerald diamonds. The browns have an oak tree tone to them. The the grey is silver sleek. The Reds are a bright Zinfandel.

Its at the point in the painting now, that I know the language it is speaking. With out a wash applied. The white canvas it making things quite different. Maybe brighter. Not sure yet. The moments of good energy come with a nice soft feeling of summer. Hence, Soft Summer being the name of this painting, there are energies of extreme happyness as well a soft feeling of comfort. Every thing is very loose with it at the moment.

Oh yeeeah… About doing the thin & washy style oil on this painting. Umm,, yeah/no. That is not happening with this painting. With this painting it just did not feel right. The paint keeps getting thicker, or rather let us say Richer.
 I will tell you more in as I learn from the energy.
 

I began this meditation after a long conversation about how everything on Earth has become centered around money. Greed take & waste. Money for this, money for that. Get this, get that. Take this, take that. Gas prices on the rise. Ozone problems. People asleep. People awake. People laughing, people crying. Angels watching. Spirits no longer dancing. I began to trance out. I Meditate a lot. But this meditation really got my attention.

In the very start of the meditation, I got the chills. The kind of chills you get when you know something is very meant to be. Or the kind of chills that let you know you have an energy field. If yah Kna-i-meen. The kind of chills that can make a the hairs on your skin stand up. Almost like when you think you seen a ghost. Or some déjà ‘v”"oo happens. Just very awesomely intense.

The day was filled with a very high energy & emotion. Each way I looked that day people were in heat. I believe we all feel the same generalized emotion together, as the energy is released from the astral realms.

All the sudden. I saw us-all. You, me us, all of us together three 3..” There were smells of burning plastic everywhere. It seemed like we were in a light body but kind of still attached in the illusion of the physical manifestation. There were tubes of plastic melting into the soil to just regain form in a type of inertia. There was no where for the plastic to go. In fact the Plas-tic was sticking to everything. Including us. There was a constant crackling tone to it. The stuff was not dissolving. A very Unorganic Extreame. I began to feel sad. That was the generalized feeling being experienced through out the room.

The sky was a Dark in color. Rough shades of hazel brown and black. The clouds were making faces that were not kind. Lighting was striking. The rumbling of the clouds gave off a very harsh feeling of a hollow empty. The rumbling was not a crisp rumble. Rather a slushy drowned out irritating sound. We all could feel it, non stop, there was a constant battle-ground tone to it. Meanwhile the thunder also suggested a a tint of hope, deep inside. But a feeling that can not easily be accessed. Almost like it has to be worked for to be acheived. Very similar to our earhly thing called faith. Only much more obvious. For we all already understood that Master of all creations does exist. But to figure out the mission to become blessed in the one all together, that was what was in question.

It was raining. Pouring actually. The air was pungent. The rain had a smoke filled look to it. The Rain did not come straight down. It featered down as it was burning and melting everything. As it would hit our skins. Each one of us, our skins would boil up. It was a illusion, we all knew this. We were all being held in this land. People were screaming to the sky’s. Please let us move on from this place. Our souls were weaping. Our spirits were contained to this place.

The energy was not so pure. The energy, well the energy, It was thick! The direction had a downward spiral leading to the center of the earth. We were all laying there like slugs. We could not move any of us. Every time we would move we would get zapped by a strong current. Almost like an electrical force field. You learned real quick that what ever was in control did not want any of us to move.

I remember glancing over at a being I thought I knew from the physical. When we caught each others energy all we could feel was a flat tone with out much force to it. I recall both of our eyes had,

? ? Marks in them. The feeling was similar to a blank feeling of waste, that was shared. We all could feel it. There was not much beauty in the situation. But there was a small glance of how pure our light could be if we figured out how, to make it all agree. While where we were there, everything was Suggesting a pattern of OMG. We done messed up.

We were all waiting there in this land. Suddenly I heard a voice say to me. You need to do anything you can to help save our Earth. My eyes woke up to the world we are living in now. I had a deep understanding of what my job is a human. My job is to raise the issue, that our earth is very important! What we do here on gaia carries on with us even after we are no longer in a physical body. It just don’t go away. We dont just go away. Our spirits & Eternal souls that is. We owe our every breathing moment to God the Angels all them Spirits, Gaia And as every one of us humans including us as all as 1. We need to show respect.

So the reason my Artwork is not on any products at the moment is because I will only put my images on Earth friendly products. I am searching for the ones with the ability, to make an Earth friendly product that I will be satisfied with. I am on an everlasting quest to find the right people & that right situation that will assist me in creating a main stream Eco:Earth friendly market. I am very dedicated to this cause. For me, it’s Eco:Earth friendly product or no product at all. I know in the market place, my colors, shapes and forms will add many happy feelings as well as a message that we all need to work together to create a harmonic land, full of care 4 our Earth. I feel that all it takes is some effort to create a better world for us all.

Everything begins and ends for a reason. Once we take the steps to change the unclean into clean, the spiral cycle of love for our Earth, will drive the forces to begin the positive change that we all need, desire and truly want.

As long as we keep doing the same things we have always done. We will receive the same results.

If you have any ideas or are someone that can make Eco:Earth friendly products and like my images. Let’s talk. In the mean time I am working on finding a good print shop that can produce eco friendly posters.

Currently I am now at the point that i would concider semi thin. That just maybe be my style. The way I feel most comfortable. I believe every artist has different techniques. I try to learn as many different styles that I can. I always strive to learn more. Sometimes learning even one technique could take years.

I have been at a place with the technique I am using now that the paint just keeps growing thicker. I believe that is because of my need to keep pushing my self to take things all the way: I’m always saying as a painter. Push a little harder. Perhaps if I get into my soul that less can be more. And if I understand the fact that my painting will not look the same as other works I have created. & that it’s okay to allow the colors show the canvas under the paint, then I may achieve my goal to paint a transparent painting. I just would like to do a few transparent paints. After I do one or two 4 footers extremely thin. I will find a middle ground between the two. At that point I will feel I have accomplished something wonderful.

I work these 4 foot by 4 foot paintings. They bring me much Joy. I do this tapestry work. That is my passion. Also it’s very complex in design. As well as very fulfilling to spend that much time on one painting. You see it’s all about energy. I will write a blog about how a painting is energy in @ another time.

I have a few other styles that I love. I mean it feels really great to do some Jackson Pollock style work. Where he would splash the paint any which way with no direction. That theory is the direction. Aka no direction theory. I see much abstract work in our world. I love it All. I believe in abstractions of all types. I also enjoy the abstract realism work I do. I basically take a vision from my mind, of a character I see in my inner eye. Then I express that being onto the canvas. To me when it comes to painting there are no rules. But the rules you need to rule. The way the character is seen inside my minds eye, is what I work to bring out to the external world. Yes i live a cartoon type of inner existence.
 
 
 

Yet again. Another thick canvas. I keep thinking that the painting is almost complete then, I go into my session. Where I look at the painting over and over again. It keeps telling me I have about a 3 to 4 more weeks with her. I don’t mind I am in no rush. Eternally sound.

As I paint this painting more I am really working with my lines and textures. I feel the structure of this painting is from somewhere in Iceland. I have a deep connection with beautiful mountains. The faces in the mountains are all singing and really rocking out. Seems to me when I step back a little. When I stare into the stallion all I keep seeing, is a field of some of the lushest Grænn I eva did seen.

Sometimes I feel like a chef. The way that a cook will look examine a plate of food, so it looks good for the customers. When I paint I am about 3 inches away from the canvas. Looking and searching the color very closely. Tightening up lines, and layering for a rich looking color.

I sometimes think that Lagarfljot river worm, is going to pop out of the painting. The circling formation of this structure is really very powerful.

Well, I am getting closer to the completion of this painting. Lately I have been just in a meditative state while edging lines and filling in color, to the odd areas of the painting. It’s awesome how my hand forms to the paint brush after about 2 hours of work. I have been feeling @ one lately. The energy inside me has become so attached to the stallion. I almost feel as if I am opening up a new part of my being. I have changed so much in these last two month. Thanks to these colors.

I am so excited to finally complete this painting. But I am not rushing the last few weeks. The painting is saying to me that it will be about 2 more weeks more. All I can say is I am so thankful for the blessing of Oil painting. The Stallion was fun. Be blessed.
 
 
 

I walked into the room. The first thing that called my attention, the colors. Omg. Off the hook. It’s amazing how well Vincent mixes. I love his greens. I love his yellows. I love his blues. The way that V would use heavy pigment seemed to give off a grounded feeling. The type of heavy that centers you in the moment @ just a glance. Every color I saw was completly heart warming. In the way that an artist can feel another’s Artwork. I looked at his work in fine detail. Up real close. I always do that. When you spend so much time at the canvas. You tend to want to see things, through the eyes of the artist that created the works, you are looking at.

These lines were thick. Very exact, but with a free flowing grace. The will of his exactness was almost militant. He had a sharp hand. One that makes grass blades look crisp and pointy. With his swift strokes, I could feel the happiness, fears and frustrations that existed in his global mind when he was painting the ones I saw.

Personally I love Van! I really like the way Vincent would work with dots on some of his paints. Reminded me of pointillism. He does it so well. Many of his paintings did not have much of a wash under the paint. He may have painted over just plane old white gesso. I saw the canvas in the background, in the cracks and small areas of his painting. Not easily noticeable to the unknowing eye. Such a master.

My favorite part of the whole day, was when I saw the way so many of his paintings had his style. Each painting held his style in terms of color base. For example I could see the build up that lead him to painting The Starry Night. His agility and patterns of lines are so perfect, that I actually felt my heart beat to the pump of his patterns. I feel paintings. I look at them deep inside, I get the knowings the painter wanted to express in vibrations. Vincent’s vibration was very serious. At the same time had an aloof sense of his quality. He knew he was the bomb. I feel that he did not have any care about making money. Lucky him he had his brother always buying him his paint. Cause with his thick lines & lots of pigment = ‘Very expensive. Oil paint seems to burn holes in painters pockets.

I saw one of the last paintings he worked. The flowers had the love for his women written all over them. I could really see the love that this man had inside. Esp in his yellows, very intense. Van Gogh had a great deal of love with his hard core drive to paint and appreciate life. Every painter does. The intense passion he created lasts eternally when viewed with an open mind.

Oh those canvases from the 1800s really looked their age. You can see what i describe if you look in the cracks and the openings of the paint spaces, he created so well.

It seemes to me someone varnished his paintings after he evolved beyond this Earth. The gloss was noticeable. All of the paintings seem to be varnished in the same way. The energy felt from the varnish, just seemed not in align with his work. Not that it looked bad or any thing. Just that it looked foreign to his style. I am sure he varnished some of them. Not so sure all of them. I think he would do so much work. That he may not have had the time, he was in his prime! So it was about long hours of painting one after another. You see. Oil takes at least 6 months to fully dry. Well with Van Gogh’s thick paint prolly more like a year, until you can varnish. Other wise you get cloudy moisture caught between the paint and the varnish. I feel he was was relaxed about varnishing untill he was close to selling a painting. We as artists, our goal is to create as many paintings as we can in our life span. I loved the Job that who ever varnished his work did, weather it was him or not. It was varnished with class.

So basically I love Vincent Van Gogh’s work. I love who he was. Vincent Van Gogh is beautiful. EIP Evolve in Peace Vincent Van Gogh. We love you!!! xx
 
 

Well I am almost at two months into this painting now. Long hours. Today I painted for 14 hours. I began painting at 12 am and painted Untill 2 pm. It was a great session. My brothers friend came over. We were all loving the vibe. There were many feelings flying around the room. It was great to see how much happiness, a painting can bring people. Energy. That’s what a painting is. We spoke about emotions. That the painting is very emotional. I laughed. I would think yes, after putting so much time into a painting. It sure does become emotional. . Aren’t we all living in the same Sea Of Emotions. I suppose. Really though. Every painting I work has many emotional rhythms of who I am and what I feel in life.

Finally I am at a place right now with the painting I am currently calling Star burst at the moment. Not sure that will be the permanent name. The painting is beginning to feel tight. As well as look tight. I have about two to three more weeks left with the painting. I am so excited to show you all the painting. It’s a Beauty. I will tell you more as I delve deeper.
 Okay. Well I decided to name it Starburst. Wow what fun that was. I thought the painting was going to take more time than it did. I just felt where it was in time was perfect. With abstract artwork. There is always more to do. Sometimes you just need ride the wave Untill the painting screams at you that it’s good where its at. Well that’s what happened here with Starburst.

It is difficult to describe to you the feelings I felt while painting this one. So many blissful moments. So much balanced happiness. So many smiles. So much learning. Every painting i create becomes a learning experience. Which is kinda normal. For we as humans learn every day. Every moment. I spend Many of my living hours at the canvas. So learning just comes naturally. I am very thankful I have the opportunity to share my artwork with you all! Thanks for reading my blog about Starburst. -Love
 
 

They really wanted to name me Arthur. But then decided it would make my life path to obvious. For me its a feeling. All of it. Every second. When I paint I put my entire being into each layer of each line. The forms and shapes that you see are patterns of energies I feel while living life.

It all comes naturally.  Everything. I normally work 7 to 9 hours a day. I am most comfortable at the canvas. When I was younger, I would get very strong feelings of emotions. Almost to strong to learn to handle. Until one day. I had enough! I was finished with those feelings of insecurity. I decided to figure out a way to center and find balance. Painting is Life. Life is Painting. I slowly realized that Art is my balance.

One day, I picked up a pen and was in front of a piece of drawing paper. I heard a voice say to me softly. As I began my first lines at age 11. The voice said. Ryan. This is what you are going to do for the rest of your life. I was amazed. At the time I was trying to draw like every one else. I was like. Okay great. This is strange. I am confused. Because, I believed the voice with all of my being. I almost could see my whole life story in the moment, it was told to me. Thing was I looked at my drawing and thought. Darn. That really does not look like the women I was trying to draw.

So a while went on with life. I continued to play the guitar, to help release emotions. Then, All the sudden, One Night. There it was. I had a full understanding of how to draw in a way that worked. Ever since that moment, Art has been my life. Peace