Red White and Blue

  Still feeling a bit out of it. No quite myself by any means. I forced myself to try to create something. Anything at all. Art is a passion a love of sorts. Its a feeling an emotion on what ever media that you decide to use. Art is like writing a book or telling a story. An image can speak volumes. It says more then then just words. It can invoke emotions and thoughts on thoughts viewing, reading or watching it. Some people create art for money, but a true artist does it for love. The love of giving to the world there emotions, feeling, and thoughts.


  Sharing feeling thoughts and emotions don't always come easy. It can drain your very essence.
Art was once an escape from the horrors of everyday life, for me. It allowed me just to be me.
It gave me things to think about that took my mind off strains of life. Somewhere along the line
things blurred. What used to relieve so much stress, tension and anxiety, now floods my mind with
sad feeling and emotions I wish on no one.


 I was not always so kind. Was not always that generous. As I grew up, I tried very hard to be thoughtful generous and kind. Always tried to think of others first. Apparently sometimes others will
believe your kindness and generosity has a ulterior motive. They turn your kindness and generosity into greed and lies. I can be very overwhelming at times, I know this. This however gives no one the right to tell me lies or to spread half truths  They tell others what it is you want. When really you have no idea yourself.


 All you want is to be happy. For the people around you to be happy. All you really want is  to give
everyone a bit of what make you, well you a spark, a flame. A bit of your very essence. For them to know they have a friend.


Ok to much drama. Its time to heal. I'm sure it will be a slow process before I start to trust others. Before I want to socialize with others. At the moment I just want to be the carefree me I like to be.
Not sure when that will happen. Not sure what will happen. I do know all the pain, the heart ache and the drama is emotional overload.


They say art heals. They say a lot of things about art. Today I give the world a bit of art, a bit of my thoughts, and even a bit of myself. I call this series Red White and Blue.

I started with this base image, Funny enough it is in fact

red, white and blue. Maybe that's where the name came

from? Its not fancy, not very entertaining. It kind of looks

like a flag more then anything.  Isn't a flag a for of art.

An expression of color. A sense of pride. Ok I can carry

on a bit. I could keep going However I think you

get the idea. I had this idea about a red, white and blue image.

While this isn't exactly what I thought about, it was the

same idea.



After a bit of time, some thought and a lot of software I made the image below.

Believe it or not its nothing more the a modified version of the image above.

One may ask how did the image above turn into the image below.

That's the magic bit. A little emotion, some thought and

a lot of luck. Ok maybe a bit of skill. A bit

of knowledge perhaps. Ok to be honest I'm not

really sure. All I know Is I made it from the image above.

So let me ask you a question or two. What do you see? What

emotions does it invoke? Do you want to buy it? Ok that

last one was a joke. Do you like it?

What one do you like best? Do you see different things in each one?

You may need to click on them to see them with more detail.

I could tell you what I see in each. I could tell you what they mean. What

they stand for. But that would be cheating. Art is a very personal thing.

What it means to me and how it makes me feel, can be very different

from what other feel. Today how I feel about this piece and what I

see in it may not be the same tomorrow.

For me this is a very powerful piece. I can only hope

that the world  likes it as much as I do.

Thank You if you took the time to read this post.

I will try to limit the drama in these trying times.

Art is however emotional.

                                                                                                             Mo