| Address: |
614 Koberlin St. East Angelo San Angelo, TX 76903 |
BIENNALE in Italy. Invitations UNEXPIRING.
Together we are appreciation and support.... Namaste
Donate and Apprise the Arts in the name of my Project: "CATALYSTS FOR THE PSYCHE" in KIND modes OF
Envisioning Minds. "Artists and Poets speak not just from their experiences alone but for all peoples'
experiences." What was my responsibility as a Sponcee of Fractured Atlas, is now a stepping stone. It
is time WE articulate how our better selves envision enertia of a misgovernmental spending and
destroying mode based on false fiction; This is our planet and our Global Village, EVERYONE, BAR NONE!
We must and can divert the paranoia-based destruction of this inertia built into plug and play paranoia
ploys that seem to feed money geekers as if worded correctly with DIS-UN-TOXIC Toys NOW lost to our
first light joys. At least we have a president now that is really real. He is unsurpassed. I am sure of
this! We are not toys and this is not Tinker Toy Time! WE must stand up together for our innate natural
rights as our rightly endowed natural joy seeks US without boarders, justice is just freedoms protected
and not fought for in an outdated american thrust and war creating busts! The agents of an elitist
society will unconsciously wither and wane making ways in "MY ME" modes. Yet you bet together we can.
FOR all roots in thinker coo boots drinking deeper as sleeping cell keepers, AWAKEN. Default powers
shout on high: transparency and tolleration! Fight for letting setting suns and a healthy atmosphere.
The atmosphere needs all our glod in dust form up there! This I am sure!!! Hidden Agenda Nights violate
those they, no not they, WE. As we are now called to protect our best efforts and be our best setting
one foot forward now unhidden and in the Light! Double standards make sense from non-sense but in the
name of corporate greed we ~ism now the truth freed! With oil vipors at the controls we have nothing
bar vanity and tectonic tensions across every land and we have the keys to control the cathartic
trembling. No more centricities of any kind bar kindness and let domination themes in ching ching
dreams awaken in A New Day America(not name just concept). Let the great lie of democratic and
republican tweedle de~ISM start with lower case letters! ENVISION AND NOW LIVE as new forces APPRECIATE
otherness. DROP IN AND DROP OUT of non-appreciable coersion and in the same breath let not another
death be in vain. We together are this man walking on the wrong side rightly. Take back your power and
authority and offer the street a seat and help Mother Earth give birth to Anewday! Hand in hand we
would not place this awakened and well incubated face in the muddy realm of learned helplessness! This
is my passion formed through art and this is my sharing truth of self with appreciable otherness like a
voice from an unhidden A New Day We Coo. We are all Patrons of Peace. How could we not be?Without art I
have no meaning! Just never ASK ME WHY. --Greg Edwards 2009
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
http://fracturedatlas.org/site/search.php?
I like to find meaning empowering and valuable. A second best find is that I find art to be my way
shower. I believe our visual nature, once it is more realized operates in a mode of consciously
relating to otherness appreciably. Art gives us a visual birth, only as a kindest amount of a lessor
light justly implimented. Said as so guides ever so gently all things through every path of least
resistance envisioning a higher vista, where eyes do see. Now I don't believe nature would use the
human concept of darkness as an intellegent means to this end. Darkness has not nor never did shine
into the light, so forget about any concept of a jealous or vengeful god. We in our inversion state
carry enough junk and have inflicted enough self dammage. In the moment alone rests all things
necessary to carry the torch in harmony with the manifestation of all things possible. With that in
mind, if I were to embody any truth, needs be I see that truth in appreciable otherness, that I see,
even if not by sight, nothing less than the best. Light does recognise light, so in this light we may
turn left Right, thus what is Left is right, and low, we cannot make a wrong turn. There are no
mistakes! ...only extra stepping stones to another kind of truth. With this in mind I wish to thank you
for being you. Read More
As an Artist, I like Poetry, Writeing, Music, and Grigori E. Rasputin based Mesmerism, I use my
experiences and challenges as a recovery template. I come from a beginning being instutionalized in a
Texas Prison at 19 years of age and ending with The highest Achedemic Honors availed as a near
graduate, B.S. in Sociology. Seven Hours is my educational goal not stalemate and have been considered
mentally disabled, I feel grounded and stable with a diagnosis conducive to an allotment of
psychopharmoligical regeme. When my meds are stolen you can tell by my writings I wouls art least like
to think. Having my freedom tenured since September of 1998, I am a transformed individual with my head
above water and know not to misuse the treatment induced boyancy effect I now guard and hide, it is
like my polestar.
I seek to find meaning in art visuals and have the opportunity now to do that. These modes of
communication are thus my responsibility, so I choose to give these presentations high regard and will
not compromise.
At this stage of my life I find myself curable from a once-terminal liver disease. In one year I hope
to have excellent health!
I participate with society by using art as a tool to create a level of artistic influence and wish to
express in the apprise of Social Health.
Using digital technology and traditional hand drawn visuals, I mix the media to create a visual
platform that prompts the mind into lable seeking, and to some this process ever changes. Ideally, it
helps overcome blockages and repression. This does not occur as we generally define accessing
association-ability. Only fleeting near difinitions occur until the mind is quieted.
Now, a new birth is potentiated, one unforseen by patrons. Every work of art has the unique quality to
extrapolate emotional responces, thus art has its universal appeal. It carries the torch of cross-
cultural harmony, peace, and the manifestation of joy. Human kindness and compassion are the kindred
fruitions I anchor my hope in.
As I process artistic manifestation the left and the right merge, if only for a moment it is every
moment. The circular and the linear greet each other to offer another kind of gravity, one born where
the east meets the west the best, in the center, the midst.
Having intent when I create through what ever media is at hand I seek to discover unique yet universal
truths.
That said, the floor is open for opportune navigations juxtoposing the enhancement of life with
engaging social innovation via every path of least resistance. Art is thus a force for human
advancement.
Wordy Ways, fun with words...
Often and Again when came unto myself Again, self-willed with my pompous sneaker keepers, I, like many
at another mockery mask ask: WHY? ...facing cliff-hangers reading red-letter headstones trapped by ten
speaker troops flipping penny popping well read minds clipped so soon slows calling rise up falling,
bringing ships felled so fonder founders offer fortunate folly for another felt delta rearrangement
stamped with these un-drying letters: WARNING! Un-misled! so carry Ozone Airlines! flown to be known
already now sown facing forged felony capitality moans found bought all around forming what-nots,
feigning FIVE LIFETIMES, distracting me-centricity ego snaps, saying loudly: "Together We Win Win!" in
pang pings so go quickly and ask Jester of the Stereo Singing Quiz to OFF this single moon redness
stage and now offer plug and play media mania formed of reality points as a full ebb and flow fools
misled hands often and again.
Fearful wills may lawlessly space-out quip-loaders, but hearing ears ring to bring introductive
definitive steering instruction lines, now all rolled out in lung tongues, rhyming flash-point-like
hints at privy things. Often and again obtuse in absolutes. See them lined-up in spaces timed-out
turning left right leaving a sometimes very wobbly 'y' stalemated. Utter body-language stances at high
-ended blending winds, waking walking words, so do glance lined up way up like many moons bringing red
-tide revision boons sounding click slipping tock ticks rocketing crooked looks straight-faced laughing
but thinking of sinkholes. So do soon sing in catatonic clang cling for books and babbling brooks.
Bring swords to at last lose this near-black-hole word lord refuge, inspect drinking flasks, teach the
senders fling flung address guesses by non-monsoons messes noting not to old to tell told: "Do not look
back!" And be soundless undone by doings defaulted done. Nothing is notorious when we one broke gazes
by peat and repete of wonder re-voted availing EVERONE'S TRIAL as unneeded thus thrown out in poly-
jeopardy loopholes just like many who revolted with utterless speech peace talk aggregates akin to in
Dim Drim its a win-win! WE market solid bangs asking often and again for these Unhidden-ID-en-isms
hearing wedlock boozers use vista visions newly seeing you truely giving to gave bravely granting
divers well-painted roses in a win-win digital Pi definitive deviners arriving by spotlisters less sly
drive-by guesses already eve- all-about checking our slow sleepers laying low without not witin one-ton
dotted endings ascending letting go blending tazers away from WE again awakened talking in dream spokes
again often giving letter crest lessons spiking king graces boosted asking if WE DID IT FREE? Special
entered misled intent seeing saw sought UNCAUGHT like stillness bliss kissing stone-like riddles
rightly tonight before midnight placeds did it in another out above the perfect center bindings less
solo sighted kind kings singing soon la la lucid guests behind the sceens seeing clearly that justice
is just us unbent first the then rose rise ra ra re-lettering crazy as craze dismissing secret keys
calling this single-moon third rocking war world Our World. No more pro-solo searchs ~ism ~ing under
catazone stones slung sling seeing upward without Threshold Dialogue pings find do re me keys all the
while landing works within safety walls unwounded heads agreed in finding fond words waking this
transparent mystery reworded heard hearing then make swords un-swung up-righted forming united release
thinking ray ways in thirsty tidbits throughout every path of least resistance easily chinning-up
telling told to un-rob gold boldly reaching days beyond non-metal combustion rays as a round messa
quest quelled echo calling wall days all about obeying okay saying "Get un-asunder Thinking Ray Ways
thundering replay days quickly reaping Sunset Trip reasons uncolored red really read right un-divided
door kicking sting now in stung up strings said in nanosecond sleeping bed day dreaming heads twenty-
four hours clicking time un-tilted clocks from seasons to sneak broken seal voices in joy making
treasons un-wobbly willing away washing clean our every un-timid wish returning laughter pallaces if
cheap singing beyond misled pimped out WAY OUT PHONICS offering everywhere a now here overflowing
stream river giving ocean themes to deliver filled with stolen seal voices but like un-bitter tea and
even better ascended unwounded Often and Again so we see nothing less than the best in every other
another brother.
ArtWanted.com Gallery: Digital Painting
Proficient Software: Dreamweaver, Adobe Draw, Coral Draw, Quark Express, Ulead Photo Express...
Past Clients: Noble House; International Library of Poetry; American Poets Society; Famous Poets Society; International Society of Poets; OASIS, Angelo State University. Solicitations from: Agora Gallery, NYC; and Arte Studio, Florence, Italy.