Seascapes Sea-Escapes Photo Spouts

Seascapes Sea-Escapes Photo Spouts


Okay Folks, I was able to find two Fan Brushes in the basement therefore this Waterfall attempt might be somewhat better.  As you can see I’ve added tiny nighttime photos to the first one.  The photos have saved the painting giving the effect of cascading along the waterfall.

I do realize that these paintings are Wonky but one has to start somewhere.  Personally I’ve always enjoyed the simplicity and directness of Folk Art and self taught artists.

On the second one (without photos but two waterspouts on either side of the Waterfall), that I just started you can see that I used the Fan Brush with much better effects. Must improve my wrist action. I will never be the next Monet but I’m enjoying the experiment.  My goal is to take my Mixed Media Photography to New Levels.



Seascapes Sea-Escapes Spouting Photos
Seascapes Sea-Escapes Spouting Photos


Seascapes Sea-Escapes Spouting Photos
Seascapes Sea-Escapes Spouting Photos


Seascapes Sea-Escapes Spouting Photos
Seascapes Sea-Escapes Spouting Photos



Waterfall using Fan Brush
Waterfall Using Fan Brush







I’ve nowhere near the expertise of Bob Davies  or Darrell Crow

However I will keep trying. Gives me a fun indoor activity to do during these cold winter days. Eventually I will advance to the Midnight Moon River phase with Lady Jane  ~ Painting with Jane

Painting A Waterfall With Acrylics









Share Your World – January 29, 2018


Share Your World – January 29, 2018

Share Your World – January 29, 2018


If you had an unlimited shopping spree at only one store, which one would you choose? Why?

I was gonna say Macy’s or Bloomingdale’s but then I’d have to tote all that stuff home so I will say  They deliver. You can space out the deliveries and basically they have everything one could desire.

What is the worst thing you ate recently?

Well I try to stay away from food that upsets my stomach which would include fast food so I leave Mickey D’s, Popeyes and all those other greasy food joints alone.  I’m trying to get back into eating healthy or at least less of the bad stuff



Name five things you like watching…

The ocean waves ebb and flow along the beach.

Waves along any body of water

The Night Sky.  When I was a kid I Loved being outside in the summer observing the stars and making wishes





People watching at the Park especially Central Park or at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden

Artists at work.  The Main Bldg where I used to work has a Copyist program. Copyists are Art Students and/or Professional Artists who come to copy the Old Masters Paintings.  Fascinating.  I’ve had the opportunity to see artists from all over the world. Even made friends with a few. Incredible talents and gifts.

Subway Artists & Musicians and Street Performers.


Nature. Animals. Birds flying, Butterflies, cats, dogs mostly my crazy cat Sylvester.

Parades ~~  New York City has parades for every ethnic group in the city.  I’ve seen the St. Patrick’s Day, African-American, Puerto Rican and Steuben Day Parades.

Notice I did not say TV because I do not own a TV. Gave it up years ago.  Now I do watch Forensic Science, Mysteries, History shows and of course Hair videos on YouTube and movies on Netflix.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 


As Always Stephen received an Excellent report at AABR his Day Program/Training Center!  Go Stephen!! He continues to excel in every way! My brother Stephen is my Super Hero!!

Super duper
Marvelous Miracle

The Chatty Grim Reaper: Columbarium Ether



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The Chatty Grim Reaper: Columbarium Ether



The Chatty Grim Reaper: Columbarium Ether


Spirit, Mind and Matter Over Flying Divergent Tangents

Lightening ushered forth from out of the ground, a phenomenon that startled Rhyan long enough for Khia to engage her powers.  She committed acts of Ambrosia upon sacred grounds/Lands/Earths & Soils.

Powerful transcendent alchemy shook forth the Soils. She could not allow Rhyan to access the Grimoire. Khia had memorized the Grimoire of her family. The Grimoire ancient books of spells, amulets and talismans, charms and divination had no desire of it’s own but took on the plans of those who possessed it.

Transmutations of Triffidious EchoOsis

Strange plants began sprouting of the ground. Extra terrestrial super vegetation consisting of typically short plants with long narrow leaves, growing wild or cultivated on pasture, odd seed pods appeared strays from regurgitated bird food from winters long past that decided to grow.

These grassy reeds once summoned grew forth and multiply engulfing surrounding wild meadows. Roots spread like a little Army.  Reedy Battalions lurking under the ground, awaiting Resurrection.

Softly illumined by a canopy of glowering green pods filled with a mixture of alien embryos nurtured at Necropolis North a Chartreuse within the sylvan constellation a beautiful busker-boodle consisting of Flying Tangents populated by elegant Cherry Red Full Lipped beauties distributing Jankers.  Killing them with Self-Propelled Witty Knives.

As Seen Through The Panopticon

Sprouting Transformation threatened to open the Earth and Swallow them Whole. Sprouting Candelabra hands.  Etheric messengers and mystical travelers at once engulfed the land. Shores began to ebb and flow. They were Met with such unbridled force that produced crystallized earthquakes within the windstorm.

Khia had to use the full force of her Khemetic powers to contain worlds of changing Discourse. Khia’s strength was being tested within internal war zones for Rhyan had summoned Dhani the Destroyer from her cerebral cortex. Dhani and entity so powerful that it had the power to transverse worlds, universes, galaxies one’s thoughts, memories and desires with the ability to externalize itself into a fully fleshed creature.



Destiny Inhabits the Soul





Let me take you on a Phonetic Poetic Photo journey via pictures and Verse.

Black is not something I do. It is who I am.

It is the place I inhabit and that which inhabits me.

Black is the space where ancestral spirits find place within my soul. It’s music inhabits my every thought and deed. From Be-Bop to Hip-Hop it’s all there never to be displaced no matter my current accommodations.

Calling me Journey. Sojourning for Truth.  Ain’t I a Woman strong and fierce.

Calling me Traveler for I have inhabited many shores. I strode forth without ever leaving my home.

Home is the place that inhabits me. Every cut corner ragged edge begs to be filled. Silence inhabits uncharted symphonies of mindless cacophonies. Symphonic Blasts inhabit the Universe.

Museum paintings and sculptures inhabit three planes: Past, Present and Future. Transformation begins via viewers lending voices to long forgotten pasts. Silent Interiors speak Volumes but only the selected of the masses can hear its voice.

The butterfly leaps from Chrysalis thrust into Arboreal fields. In tune with Eternal Firefly beings.

Street Urban Art Inhabits dreary dry brutalist streetscapes revamping the atmosphere paying Silent Verbal Homage to fallen heroes kept from whited sepulchral one-sided gallery spaces.

The past inhabits the future while dullards look askance on those not like them. The past inhabits the present whilst clinging to a more hopeful future.

Past and current inhabitants on a collision course with destiny. Destiny inhabits the storm.

The Great Soul inhabits All Souls at birth yet flees from the wicked. Let Grace Abound.

Yes We Inhabit a strange land mystically inhabiting three spheres. Counterclockwise orbits inhabiting galaxies.




A Love Supreme in Search of Me.




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