The Pastel Palette Method

Thursday, December 26, 2013

"That you are here—that life exists, and identity"

"Leidy" (Work in progress)

With Golden High Flow Acrylic

Airbrush on Board


To venture out to the new; To leave one's own comfort zones in hopes of finding new forms of expression ; Is that not what the act of creation is about?  Walt Whitman said in his, Leaves of Grass :

The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?

That you are here—that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

Think about it. Ponder in a thoughtful and questioning way, "That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse."  What could be your verse? What could be your verse if you choose to contribute? In the end, there are no excuses for silence when you have something to say! Will you remain stoic and let someone else tell your story or not tell it at all? When I say story, I am talking about your inner voice.

This is not just about painters. This is a message for everyone who took the time out to read this! Your verse could be a poem, a short story, musings in your journal; Your verse could be a sketch, a commentary on your favorite song or a collection of your favorite songs. Contribute your verse!

In this day of self publishing and social media, the ability to contribute your verses is easier than ever. Could you imagine what Walt Whitman would think of the" silent individual" in all of this?

Why create? Why share who you are with all that will listen? Remember what Walt said;

The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?

That you are here—that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

God Bless You All,

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Pushing Ourselves

Stretching in the morning or before a workout does not always feel so good. We do this to get our muscles ready for strenuous activity and perhaps growth. We are told to stretch before each work out or sport activity.

Do we do that in other areas of our lives? Do we stay with what we know and be comfortable? Do we stretch our selves so we can grow as a person? This is a very important question that we should ask ourselves very often. This is a question we should ask ourselves in all areas,not just our art.

We need to stretch ourselves as parents, sons and daughters, significant others and as husband and wives.
We want and need to grow for ourselves. The journey,although we are with many at times in our lives, is a personal journey.

Seek out new territory,better, nicer, sweeter,more caring and compassionate. Push ourselves to the limit to realize that there are no limits except for the ones we invent.
I resolve to push the envelope in aspects of my life. Will you join me?

God Bless,

Friday, April 5, 2013


It's Friday and the word alone brings a sense of peace. For me it means a freedom from the demands of the day to day struggle to survive. I think the best part of being a kid (when I was a kid) was that we didn't have that pulling towards the "have to's" in life.

We artists are not too good with the "have to's". Who is? However I know it's accentuated with artists ( whether it be visual artists, singers, writers or dancers ). How do I handle it, and attempt to keep balance,  is not always easy for me.

I see the "have to's" ( work, food shopping, laundry and the like ) as pieces to the puzzle of the big picture of my life. Without each ingredient being a part of the making of a delicious cherry pie, the cherry pie will cease to be all it could. The missing ingredient, although it may be small, will effect adversely the whole pie.

So on this Friday, I am on the train and on my way to work at my 9-5.

Have a Blessed Weekend,
Tim :)

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Composing our day

How do I compose my day? That is the question before me as I woke up this morning. My time slips away from me from one day to the evening. I know this also happens to you.

We know what activities, goals and past times that will build us up and buttress our spirits; However before we know it, an errand here or a television show here, and all of a sudden we are ready for bed. This would be bad enough if it is an isolated incident but it becomes a pattern of desperation.

How do we compose our day? We certainly have enough people telling us and demanding us to be at places at exact times and until the moment they demand. This we accept each day because if we don't, we lose our jobs, or we get a bad grade.

Tell me, how much more tragic is it that we lose our passions or our dreams? Tell me which is worse? This morning I ran to the train so I would not be one minute late and last night I watched a second one hour show rather than feeding my dreams.

Can we compose our day? Can we put our dreams and passions ahead of lesser activities and take it as seriously as not being one minute late for a train, going to a place that is not part of who we are? This is the question I am asking myself today. I would love to hear what you feel about this and some ideas you have to compose your day.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

New Adventures

The completion of my latest major painting, "Rachel", is nearing. Like any milestone in our lives, there are triumphs and defeats. As we grow during any endeavor, we often look back with lament that we could have done it better. How many times have we uttered the phrase, "if only I could be young with the knowledge I have today!"
The truth is that if we aren't pushing ourselves to learn each day and never rest on past successes, we will never do anything that is worthy of our wonderful potential that God has hard wired within us.
Soon, "Rachel", will be out there for all the world to see. I will be proud of her for what I accomplished at this stage during this time in my life.
The amazing 19th century Painter , Ingres, once said, "work hard everyday at your craft and you will do things that astonish you."
God Bless you, my friends.

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