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Artist's Statement There is so much beauty and love in the world, why concentrate on the negative? Producing negative art is trap that many younger artists seem to fall into, including myself in earlier years. Now that I have finally (!) grown up I try to create works that hopefully inspire and evoke positive energy. My work is done with the common man in mind; the good people who make art every day, not literally, but in how they live their lives. When we get beat down by evil and need a reminder of what really matters, hopefully one of my images can provide a spark of hope for someone. Reinforcing the good in the world: idealistic and naïve? Possibly, but I think we need more idealists in this world, now more than ever. Jimi Hendrix, Axis Bold As Love Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace" As she slams the door in his drunken face, And now he stands outside and all the neighbours start to gossip and drool. He cries "Oh girl, you must be mad, What happened to the sweet love you and me had?" Against the door he leans and starts a scene, And his tears fall and burn the garden green. And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually. A little Indian brave who before he was ten, played war games in the woods with his Indian friends, And he built a dream that when he grew up, he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief. Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong, until tomorrow He would sing his first war song, And fight his first battle, but something went wrong, Surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night And so castles made of sand, melts into the sea eventually. There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown, Because she was crippled for life, and couldn't speak a sound And she wished and prayed she would stop living, so she decided to die. She drove her wheel chair to the edge of the shore, and to her legs she smiled "You won't hurt me no more." But then a sight she'd never seen made her JUMP AND SAY "Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way" And it really didn't have to stop...it just kept on going. And so castles made of sand slips into the sea, Eventually by Jimi Hendrix |
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