“when the road bends why go straight” -Gypsy proverb
I know I am an unconventional artist, and perhaps even human being. I sometimes think I know too much and than someone or something teaches me something. The gypsy in me wants to always be on the move, I am one who enjoys adventure, even if it brings discomfort, the road less travelled is one I dream of, and subsequently live by. It could be I am dreaming I am awake and awake when I am dreaming. When I began Mahaloness I was in Maui, now I find myself thousands of miles away on Canadian soil, in Athabasca to be exact, and if you don’t know where that is, here is a Google location, look for the blue dot.
So yes here I be, in a small quiet town called Athabasca, nestled by a chill slow moving river, near a railway bridge long past inspection. The river that flows through here is called the Athabasca River. I am sitting in a Super 8 hotel, sipping a ronnie cola, and contemplating the next few days I will be spending on the river, in a jet boat, with a film crew and my pal Ania who gifted me some Jade.
The film crew will be filming me and Ania as we flow through the beautiful landscape that graces this place. I will be exploring the land with an artists eye, although seemingly a sleepy town, this place has a history, and one I know very little about, my hope with this part of the journey is to find out what that is. This is oil country, and part of my trip will be to thank Mother Earth and offer healing words to her. I feel we have become very attached to using her for our own convenience and as a result she has been scarred, cut, dug, drilled, exploded, polluted and generally mistreated. I will do my best to be in Mahaloness while I am here.
So my friends the path that lies ahead of me, it has footprints left by those before me, I will scout those footsteps and pay homage to the many, who ventured to this land before me, and who sacrificed their lives to do so, without judgment or fear. I am love, that is my root, I will be falling in love with this land and what comes out of me only time will tell, may this journey be well, and may we all respect our home, and give it the love it truly deserves.
Quick thought, kind of…..the one thing I know about myself is the art I produce is a direct result of the environments I find myself in, and that may not always tell a pretty story, and this is partly why I use very particular colours in my palette. I am curious to see what comes out of this exploration.
If I were to put all my work together, it would tell a story, it is the breadcrumbs I have left. I am a storyteller after all, through my talents I share with you the journey, which is mostly voluntarily, I make an effort to take the time to do, and it is my service to humanity, even if I fight with it at times, the ego does that once and awhile. My way of seeing the world doesn’t always jive with the the so called real world, where mortgages, car payments, food costs and making money are the bottom line and when I do try to be in that world it is a challenge, and one I am still working at facing with grace, and thankfulness, because after all that’s what Mahaloness is. It is a challenge to find stillness within the complexity of living, so that I can breath, and do what It is I love to do while I am here. I want to thank those who have helped, in one way or another, whether it was support, and to those who have encouraged me, including anyone who reads this, I am not always grammatically correct, and I hold some disdain for time or even chronological order, which may cause some confusion, I am working at it, and to be honest it’s how I write. I am not always great at saying thank you, and I know there are those folks or there I would love to hug right now, and express my gratitude, I will, when that time comes, please have patience with me.
FotoMahaloness slices and the explorer, Wolfman