I enjoy painting. I think I’m okay at it. I found that over the past couple of days I dove into my art for hours on end. I only noticed how much time was spent because I would suddenly be hungry.
The other day, my inspiration was an old painting I remembered from my childhood. Read about it here: Shelley. When I posted the image on Instagram my sister thought it was the original painting. (Just a side note: I am in no way trying to plagiarize the original art style for any type of profit. I just really wanted to recreate a memory.)
Yesterday, I finished a completely different piece. It was inspired by my poem I shared the other day, Machine and the original marquee for Galaga/Galaxian artwork. I have always been fascinated with the late 70’s/early 80’s arcade artwork. Something about the artistic styling being more lively and vivid then the pixelated games themselves. As if your imagination was needed to make those dots come to life.
I’d like to start on another piece. But I don’t really know what to do. I will just have to wait for inspiration to hit me. Like when one of the space invaders from Galaxian destroys my ship in an endless battle.
The fact that I’ve been writing daily for Four Years means one of two things- I’m devoted to it or I’m addicted to it. I’d like to think it’s the former. I enjoy blogging. My blog isn’t designed to sell anything in particular nor is it much of an opinion piece. A lot of what I write is from the heart. Stories of my life and family. Sometimes I’ll promote small businesses or share my travel experiences.
Wanting to write while sick is difficult. There’s no ambition left inside me. It’s like my body and mind are under attack and weak. But I push through and share stories. Even though when I look back on the stories- they feel halfhearted and forced. I’m sorry about that.
Usually I try and have my blogs written and shared by early morning Pacific Time. Some days though, I have a tough time coming up with a good idea. Especially if I’m not having to go to work or have plans for the day. Driving is when I do my most thinking and thought processing. I also love sharing pictures on my blog that I feel relate to what I’m writing.
Thanks again for putting up with me through thick and thin. Sickness and in health. You are some of the best readers around.
In case you were unaware- today is International Women’s Day. I am going to do a quick rundown of the women in my life that have impacted me the most.
First off is my mother. I don’t generally write about her in my blogs. That’s mostly out of respect for her privacy. She generally doesn’t want her personal life exposed into the WWW. But the few things I will say about her is this: She did her best to raise me. Starting right from my childbirth- I was a baby that cried nonstop. Turned out I needed a lung operation by age 2. (Maybe one day I’ll write about that). My mother was there through all of it. Throughout her life she worked hard in the nursing field and was always the caregiver and caretaker of our family. She put up with a lot from my sister and I as we grew up. But my mother also did her best to protect us from my father and his verbal abuses. She took the brunt of it. Kudos to you mom for remaining so strong all these years.
Next is my wife. Yes, I speak of her with fondness many times, so I will keep it short today. She is my equal, my partner, and my best friend. I sincerely have no idea where I’d be in my life if it wasn’t for her. She has been an absolute goddess throughout my life aver the past two decades. I love her with every part of my being and will always make sure she is cared for and looked after.
My wife brought into this world two more great women. Our daughters are intelligent, strong, and creative women. They lead with a sense of purpose in life oftentimes bringing forth admiration from their peers. Having these two females in my life shows me a world that I never would have experienced otherwise. The two of them hold a special heartstring inside of me and I love them deeply.
Then there is my sister. Through our ups and downs as adults, she is still there when I need to talk to her. We were great friends growing up. I learned a lot about playing with dolls and dress up which helped when having girls of my own and my various cosplay. My sister has become a wonderful mother of two as well and is as strong a female as I can imagine. Having been through so much on her own.
Besides my family, there are a few celebrities that I have always admired. Elvira (aka Cassandra Peterson) is one of the funniest and sexiest women I have ever seen. I was lucky enough to meet her a few years back and I was star struck to say the least. The other is Felicia Day– who is intelligent and charismatic. She was one of the kindest people I have ever met. She also inspired my daughters to enjoy gaming in a way that I never could.
There are plenty of amazing women out there. My list is but a short one of a handful of women who have made my life a better place.
Who do you find that makes International Women’s Day important for you? How do you show your appreciation? Or how have you been shown appreciation? Let me know in the comments.
Over the past year, I have made my own inspirational images. All of which I have shared with friends and family. Because they are meant to enlighten folks- I have no issue with them being shared by others.
This was my first one. I was floating on a lake where the beauty and tranquility just amazed me. This photo is all sorts of edited, but it pops with a feeling of peace.
This photo was originally shared on my Instagram account (without the quote). I was driving home one morning when I crossed over a set of tracks. Being a railroader has always caused me to double check before crossing over train tracks and thus I saw a beautiful view of leading lines. Afterwards, I added the text because I realize that my job brings me joy.
This is today’s image. I was driving home from having my car serviced as the sun was rising. As I drove down the road, I was admiring the ice on the trees when I noticed the “one way” sign with icicles. After pulling over to take a photo, I noticed the contrast of warm and cool colours. Before I shared this photo, I decided to add some simple text without taking much away from the picture.
I’ve always loved photography. I’m happy my children do as well. Since starting this blog, I’ve also done my best to remain positive. I share positive and inspirational quotes and images I find online. I became compelled to add my own spice into the interwebs. My hope is to share not just my photos, but my thoughts as well.
Moving forward, I am going to continue to perfect my photo editing skills. If you like what you see, by all means share an image or blog post. I’m not making royalties of my work at this time, nor do I expect to.
Please just share a kind message or thought. You never know who may need it. I’m in a good place right now, but one day I may need a smile- so it’s always nice to see things like this shared.
I'm feeling good these days. The kids are happy, my wife is healthy, my work is pleasant, our home is messy… Having a clean and finished home means it'd be time to move out. At least that's what I've noticed in the past. Any time all of the repairs and chores got done, it is time to sell a house. So as long as our home is a mess, we won't be moving.
I'm also still writing on a daily basis. I do this to keep a momentum going. Maybe one day I'll put together that novel I have inside of me. I also write as a way to have time to myself. It's very therapeutic to just relax and write. I originally started writing as a way to express myself. However, I feel I have grown emotionally over the past year and a half.
Those of you who know me, have now seen another side of me. Those of you who don't know me, maybe you find solace in knowing that not everything is perfect. Sometimes it's a story about me being a loving father, other times it could be about the sad child I once was. I write whatever comes to mind. I am still hiding a lot of myself behind a closed door. I don't think I'm ready to share those stories yet.
I don't want to share some anecdotes on the World Wide Web because I worry that they could define me in the eyes of the reader. They'd also be out there forever. I want to express an exemplary life in my writing. I want people to be inspired as well. I'm by no means perfect. Nevertheless, I strive for perfection.
And so I write. I write as a way of cleaning out my mind. As long as there is work to do and cleaning to be done, I won't be moving out. I'm still here for many more years to come.
The title of my Blog. More often than not I am sharing stories from my past. When I first began my blog, I wasn’t quite sure how or what I wanted to write. I’ve written for 136 days straight now. I’ve had a few thousand views and a few thousand different visitors. (These numbers don’t count the regulars readers- thank you to all of you by the way!)
Munchkin Net Troll.
Writing is tough. Nothing I write is the greatest thing ever written. I was expecting one day to get trolled and then experience the desire to want to give up. That day hasn’t come yet. Whew. But, I know it’s on the horizon… I’m not going to focus on that possibility at this time.
I am a fan of autobiographies and science fiction/fantasy. Writing about myself so far has been fun. I am thinking about sharing some short stories once a week. Little bits of fiction that come to my mind. I wasn’t sure where to start, so I looked to my personal hero- Wil Wheaton (read about it Here). He has written short works of sci-fi based on an image that he sees. I think this is an excellent approach into generating inspiration.
I’m not the only one who needs a bottle of this.
I am going to take a bit more time in creating my short works of fiction. I hope to post weekly starting Saturday June 18th. Please enjoy my Short Story Saturdays. But as always, please continue to enjoy the daily musings that I share. Thanks again for the fantastic feedback and allowing my momentum to build.
Josef: Unplugged Since I just turned Forty, I'm going to "Unplug" from social media for the rest of the month. I'll still be writing, and WordPress will still post for me on Facebook and Twitter, so you'll still be able to see my life and thoughts.
Even Vader needs a break from Social Media.
Only once before have I taken off from social media. I found it hard to not want to just pick up my iPhone and take a quick peek. I managed to last an entire month, which was my goal. This time around I just want to have a chance to clear my head, enjoy my surroundings, and get more inspiration for my writings.
Ten years ago, on my thirtieth birthday, my wife gave me 24 hours of solitude as a gift. I had requested a full day of no one around. Just me. As loving as she is, she packed up the kids and took off overnight. Never before had I felt so lonely. It took all my effort not to call her to say goodnight to her and our children. As strange as it may sound to want 24 hours of solitude, I grew as a person. It made me realize that I need people in my life. I need people who I care about to be around.
I care about you all and I hope that you all care for me as well. Thank you again for all the birthday wishes, text messages and phone calls. You guys rock. See you in April!
I’m often finding myself sharing my writing in the late evening or even overnight. It’s currently 1:15am as I work on this entry. I’ll be continuing upon my awakening. This entry will most likely be posted by noon after some revisions.
My writing style is simple. What I write about is whatever comes to mind. I’m currently on a mission to write everyday, because I’m worried that if I miss one day, it’ll become easy to miss a second day, and another… My inspiration comes at random moments throughout the day. Sometimes I’ll be in the shower, other times I’ll be scrolling through Facebook or Twitter, but often times I’m driving. The ideas always seem to start while I’m in my car listening to news radio and driving the same stretch of roads doing my daily commute. Funny thing is, I don’t have the same commute every day. Most mornings I drive my children to the Fine Arts school about fifteen minutes from our home. Afternoons, I pick them up and bring them home. Then they get driven all around our town for the various after school activities.
My work commute has me driving between two different locations, depending on where I’m needed. Some days I drive towards the North Shore where I see the mountains and the river and have the joy of being stuck in traffic for an hour or so (we can talk about road rage some other time). Other times, I drive to a location near the river under a bridge, tucked at the bottom of the hills. My commute to work can take place any time of day, afternoon, or night. I’ve done all of these drives numerous times over the years. Even though I travel around, it’s always the same routes, which causes my mind to wander. It’s during these drives that ideas come to me.
The ideas start on these journeys, but often times it is when I get home that the ideas get completed. My home fills me with joy. There’s an air of tranquility here that is needed to finish my thoughts. When the sun is out, there are beautiful trees with various animals scampering about to focus on. If it’s late at night or dreary, I can sit by my fire with a drink and focus on the stone wall & wood beams to bring forth inspiration.
Panorama of my home.
I don’t know where my musings will take me, but I am enjoying writing them and sharing with everyone. My fears from a couple weeks ago of whether my writing is worthwhile have subsided. The energy and excitement of getting my thoughts out keep me going. I have drafts ready in case one day I won’t be sure of what I should write. I am using the mobile app of WordPress to have handy as thoughts bounce through my mind.
Getting my thoughts out is my way of sharing with the world my love and appreciation for everything and everyone.