I have made art and dabbled for a long time. Never really tried to be famous or anything along that line but more or less sought to have some fun and explore ideas. I am also a Christian and this drop of truth that forms the kernel of my being, influencing and altering everything I do. I often wonder about the work that I like to make and if it is truly God-glorifying. I suppose …
With That Great Mountain Below
I have often felt a kindred spirit with the dwarves of Tolkien fiction. Not because of their lust for wealth and power or their incarnate little man syndrome. I felt a connection with them because they live under a mountain. I live beneath a mountain of work as well. The art and writing I do are often gasps of fresh air from a tiny hole that I dug with a keyboard and a pencil. I …
Chelsey in H.R.
Chelsey in H.R. was notorious. Notorious for what? Well that is a story for another day.
The Road Less Traveled
No one expects the hole to just open up below them. No one expects it when they are standing there happily eating a churro. A massive swollen open of earth and roots tore through the pavement beneath me and down I went past all my expectations or that pretty girl I had just made eye contact with. The worst part I did not die. The bottom of this throat or shaft was unforgiving stone and …
When the Shelves are in Dishevel.
Shook up. That’s what it was. A car wreck of a day full to the brim with the light and hope of a road trip and country roads playing on repeat. Then the wreck. We tumbled through the avalanche of river stones. Their smooth weight bruises flesh and breaks bone. At least we knew there would only be a few broken teeth and bloody noses. We would recover. I still remember light through your hair …
It’s a Placid Protection
It was all so normal. Normal in the sense that birds and smoke are normal. All so, in the sense that all my mind was filled with was birds and smoke. They crowded my senses and demanded answers from me. From me! The man that would be anything except what God made him. The stretch in my skull was unbearable and I feared that if it did burst it would flood the realm with everything …
Speak Up
First, they came for Alex Jones, and I did not speak out—Because I was not Alex Jones. Then they came for shock jock and comedian, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a shock jock and comedian. Then they came for the conservative, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a conservative. Then they came for the white male evangelicals, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a white …
Redefine Religion
I want to start out saying everything I write of this nature is in humility and humor. I am not some kind of trained anything. All I am is a man who loves God, family, and making stuff (read art but even that description is questionable). I also listen to an unhealthy amount of podcasts. This is where my recent thoughts on religion found the energy to bud on this finite mind. I was listening …
Learning To Write Again
Sometimes you just got to write. Just pound on that keyboard until the words flow out easily and the ends of your fingers hurt. Sure what you are writing might not be anything anyone would ever read or relate to but at least you wrote it. At least the potential for someone to read and enjoy it exists. At least the words are out there. Sure they may not be the best words or perfectly …