One thing is for sure, my life is not my own…it belongs to some ONE much more qualified to handle and direct it.
One thing is for sure, this is not my home…but I will party and dance tell I get there.
Speedball Ink, Sharpie and pental pen of Bristol board
Dark to Light Black to White…A Child of Light knows no darkness.
Motion is a must. Direction is blind. Faith is seeing.
Blind Faith…is it truly blind?
What our you? Our you a gear? Or our you a human?
The Son rises, fills us with fire and cast new light into the shadows. Dreams that were once monstrous and glooming, now burst and fly away on the wind. Standing strong with purpose are eyes settle and capture new dreams. Dreams of the future that are as fragile as the flight of a butterfly.
Running, running, running can’t stop. Falling, falling, falling out of control. Rising to fight and falling down…facing fears and failing. The void rises to swallow the flame, the life of the faithful….but is the faithful alone?
Is the faithful alone?
Something must be given “Surrendered” to dream bigger then this world. What is holding you back? What is making you settle for the ordinary?
What must be given to Dream out of this world?
I jump because He gives me joy
The Son takes flight setting the sky afire, bringing new life and purpose to those that are caught in His glow.
A wee lil sneak peek for you guys…What do you think?
Check out other paintings in this series: Artist with a Blow Torch
Brainz on Paper 