wonderment

wow.
i'm not sure that the below picture quite captures what really transpired. I want to experience what tuck experienced when opening this gift. there was an obvious shortness of breath... an inability in keeping his mouth closed... i think i heard some grunting... a focus that distracted the other 3 of us out (teresa, emily, & myself), and a celebration that was "heavy". i'm not sure that "heavy" is the right word. there was just this victory feeling that came over him. and then him blurting, "LOOK DADDY!". i want each day to captivate me like this ultimate light-saber did for my boy. i want to look at ancient scripture that tills my heart in unexplainable ways and come away with this same reaction. the more & more i pay attention to my children, the more i want to emulate many of their attitudes & reactions. i get so bored, and i walk around in splendor constantly.

art & over the top

art... good art... ALWAYS happens within the confines of good planning. i consider myself an artist. now, art for art's sake is pointless. art for money is pointless. art to impress is pointless. i'm not into art like that. now.... art that connects people... that's a whole different story. art that brings people into each others stories, stirs the kettle, and burps out a response. that's what i dig. there has to be purpose. and to hit your purpose, there has to be planning. the best art happens when there is time for it to steep. time for the creative piece to get chewed up and spit out a few times. the whole 'cow & his cud' thing. i don't know. i just know i don't want to wake up one day having created some cool stuff and impressed people, made money or thrilled my mind... and that's all. what a waste. there's more to say here.... but i'll have to reach out and grab the words....