There is one thing more valuable than gold. Time. Time, once spent can not be bought back. As we get older, or at least from our 30s through our 60s, our bank account of time dwindles with the demands of everyday life, only to be partially replenished once we retire, if we’re so lucky to do so. When I set out to tackle the drawing “Kneeling Man” I had a lot of time, patience and focus to spend at least one hour a day after my second shift job to complete this 14×17 space of stippled ink within 30 days. I had no distractions then. No spouse, no looming bills and no internet. It was just me, my room, a bowl of Rice-A-Roni and my pens. The typical life of a community college student with a lot of energy to burn. For the sake of my art I sometimes long for those days; the days of less distractions and concerns…and no internet.
Butterflies – 5×7 linocut carving.
We know neither when or where we will meet our end, therefore it is a waste to spend the time we do get living less than authentically.
The status quo is a flawed one size fits all approach to life that in reality is no where near the perfection it tries to project.