ame no nioi
kusa no iro
seikatsu no merodi
utsukushii na
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
just in time
the rain on Friday, came just in time.
I like the rain, and i loved having it on my day off when i could enjoy it. Even if its just driving in it.
its true, a flood this year doesn't make up for the drought last year.
the smallest things, seem to give me some comfort and mean so much more.
I like the rain, and i loved having it on my day off when i could enjoy it. Even if its just driving in it.
its true, a flood this year doesn't make up for the drought last year.
the smallest things, seem to give me some comfort and mean so much more.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Expression
i need this outlet because it fills a void somehwere.
its why i wanted to choose art to choose music to choose ideas.
why paint? because it has this human touch that cannot be created by anyhting else other than our hands and out minds.
its that ability that makes us more than computers, it makes me feel human.
the flaws in the lines, in my paint storkes... its all very human, so tangible, and so undiciplined.
Its one of the places where imperfection is supposed to define what i do.
like kendo.
everyday you train, you're getting told what you're doing wrong. and everything you get yelled at for are the most bsic and most detrimental flaws to your kendo. so you train more. work harder, but its never going to be perfect
becasue its not human to be perfect
it makes me feel very human.
but thats the beauty of being human, that we can never be perfect but we can always be better.
the possibility to constantly move forward and be the become better, to progress, we have that.
its why i wanted to choose art to choose music to choose ideas.
why paint? because it has this human touch that cannot be created by anyhting else other than our hands and out minds.
its that ability that makes us more than computers, it makes me feel human.
the flaws in the lines, in my paint storkes... its all very human, so tangible, and so undiciplined.
Its one of the places where imperfection is supposed to define what i do.
like kendo.
everyday you train, you're getting told what you're doing wrong. and everything you get yelled at for are the most bsic and most detrimental flaws to your kendo. so you train more. work harder, but its never going to be perfect
becasue its not human to be perfect
it makes me feel very human.
but thats the beauty of being human, that we can never be perfect but we can always be better.
the possibility to constantly move forward and be the become better, to progress, we have that.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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