Posts Tagged ‘arts’

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There was a rag, Low Expectations it was. Originally titled by a minister’s son. The rag held a tone, the tone of life. We were young. Life wasn’t wonderful, it was underwhelming and we didn’t have much to look forward to. What you expect of me will only disappoint. What you accept of me is […]


Is it the realization that we are not where we wanted to be? I’ve noticed many don’t seem to face reality and prefer hiding or burying the truth, thinking that issues would just go away. What ‘we’ don’t realize is that by burying our problems we’re actually planting them, watering them and giving them a […]


What have we to fear? What can we do? What can we believe? What have we accomplished? What have we failed? What have we risen above? What have we cleared? What have we understood? What have we misunderstood? What have we become? What have we done? Oh, and what have we wrought? DISCLAIMER: All views expressed […]


byDesign + byArt + byDesign Industrial design, Applied arts versus the artisan… What is graphic design? What is art? Subjectiv-ism? Selectiv-ism? Invention-ism? Vision-ism? Art = Communication Pictures, words, images, sounds, thoughts, ideas, opinions? What is it? What is it meant to do? Why do we need it? Art a medium to communicate feelings. Art conveys emotion; thoughts […]


Don’t be an asshole! Touting yourself as a means to promote others while your real intention is to promote yourself is hollow, empty and selfish. While human nature dictates that we are ultimately in it for ourselves, we don’t have to be assholes. We need to accept that our existence is dependent on those around us. A […]


The Waiting

19Apr13

Picture a young boy sitting on the stoop of a brick row house. Waiting patiently as people pass by in a stream of infinite abandon, a river of humanity.  Due to a ‘condition,’ a boy’s parents agreed to a separation until the condition was better under control. It was difficult, a son needs to spend time with […]