Tuesday, September 18, 2012

I am returning to blogger after a great length of time away from posting my views on the Internet.  I am now comfortably in control of my feelings after being alone for close to one year now.  I observe the end of all I knew on the 23rd of September.  I am alone.  I am with my friends the cats and two dogs.  As I write this my sons cat which I have named Mean-ness sits beside me, occasionally taking a bite out of my arm just for fun.  I was surprised last night by my cat Peanut who some how at great velocity managed to propel himself off a typewriter case and hit our ceiling, doing a back flip in mid air and then landing on all fours and racing away so quickly I hardly had time to gasp and remark at what I had just witnessed.  I have never seen a cat hit the ceiling before.  A unique creature to say the least.  I will keep this one short.  I had not actually intended to write tonight but was curious as to whether or not the site still was available to me.  When  I learn how I will publish drawings here.  I hope you will enjoy them.  They are unique.


Ah, that is what I had intended.

This is an early one.  I have thought about why I drew it back when I was still a teenager. I see not only the twelve months, four seasons and the counter clock wise swirl of the stars and elementals but also a time peace, life the face of a clock.  This is the second version of my vision.  The first one was destroyed by fire when an angry jealous man disliked me so much he wanted to remove all traces of who I was.  How I aroused such anger I will never know.  I am a creature of creative effort.  I do not have anger for anyone on this planet.  I am a pacifist.  I am a mystic.  I am a lone wolf.  As time passes more shall be place here.  This is but the tip of the ice-berg.  I bid you good night and future happy viewing




This is titled rain on the roof.  I part for now and will return with more from the achieve. The second drawing came to me while eating my evening meal in a cafeteria in Meridian Mississippi.  I was attending a Naval Training School for Personnelman.  That was in the Autumn of 1982.