It has been a long time since I sat to write on the site.

I often sit to write,  stare at the screen, wonder what the world will read in 300 years and then walk away. I don’t think it is fear as much as it is just my sheer inability to put my rushing thoughts to press. Even now I sit, I reflect, I hold back the desire to just spew forth the blatant manifestations of my cognitive emotional outlets. Love, life, art, money, ambition, pain, hopes, dreams and schemes all want to roll forth and find their own place amongst the chapters and yet I sit blankly waiting for the right line to emerge from the ashes of my day, to take the reins of the night, and fight it’s way to the top and onto the keys. I suppose that I just need to take the desire to speak and just type. I suppose that I should know what to do when I wake up in a bad mood. I suppose I should find a way to let woman never let me down or build me up but the truth is I am not good at any of that. I wake up, I go to sleep, I eat, I breath, I wonder what the hell I am doing half my day, but I suppose that when the chips come to fall that we are all in the same boat. Floating with the masses but alone in our own little canoe of hopes and dreams, floating on a river of desire and just trying to exist permanently as peaceful as we can in the current of happiness; avoiding rocks of diress and the saw grass of the undesired outcome that can await us at every bend and meets us at every shore.

So I shall write. I shall sit, I shall no longer ponder what it is I am intended for and I will just put my mighty oar back into the boat and let the river of life be my guide. I will awaken with the sun and I will howl at the moon and in the words of my father… fuck’em if they can’t take a joke…right?

So what’s next? Is this the beginning of some great literary masterpiece that they will talk about after I am some random spec of dirt or is this the beginning of another well intentioned rocket that burns out and fades into the sky; only to be lost amongst the weeds in the neighbors field? I’m not sure but at least I have a beginning. It is not the literary piece of genius I intended, it is no grapes of wrath, but then again that was the great depression and this is the great recession so the bar is raised just a little.

My advice is just wake and be the sun you hope to carry into our day.

So quite a few people have been asking me for the wording to the large painting (6′H X 12′W) I am working on entitled “The Master Conversationalist”. So I have decided that I will post the wording previous to it’s completion for everybody so I can make you guys happy cause in the end that is the goal is it not? Live and be happy? Fly with the eagles and all that.

This was written about 20 minutes after finishing a huge stint of reading that culminated in Dostoevsky’s “The Idiot”. I was overwhelmed with a huge rush of emotion and realization about life, time and space; plus more heavy concepts than I could retain, or desire to for that matter, and I sat at the desk on the hard, cold, metal chair and this poured fourth and came to be. The Master Conversationalist may be my most effective 15mins of writing to date. Well the most fluid at least.

So here it is for you: The Master Conversationalist

Great conversation is made by the use of transition, by harmony of exchange and by varied intellectualism amongst partakers. To be a great conversationalist one must first surround themselves with other great conversationalists so as to give the medium a proper substrate to lay the foundation that upholds the keystone of a fundamental exchange. Secondly, and most importantly one must embrace the ebb and flow of the perfect exchange. Listening deeply is the preposition to intellectualism. One who does not absorb another’s words is closer to a wall than a master of the spoken word. The interjection cannot have the brilliancy that it will need unless properly timed, the agreement will not be eloquent unless it allows accompaniment to the breath of conclusion.

The true master of conversation though embraces no other brick of the structure of language than the pause, the break in conversation, the divine transition; sometimes awkward, sometimes relieving, revealing, sometimes showing where failures rear their ugly head: many times the pause just is. The moment strikes us in many ways; a setting sun, absorption of concepts or emotions we have just seen anew. For the many reasons for the pause there is but one use and one use alone: purposeful reflection. The master of conversation seizes this moment immediately but like the patient painter does not rush, nor delay one second too long. The master conversationalist waits until the moment has passed into infamy. Then using his brush of charm, his sweet caress, his poetic blending of emotion and reason he breaks the pause with the delicate embrace that one gives a new born child because he knows that from that moment on; he is holding a thing so supple, so precious that the utmost diligence and care is needed to give the pause, the birth of infamy, it’s truly splendid, poetic, glowing victory of reflective discovery.

That reflective discovery forever etched into our very being is what we call a conclusion: the recognition that things have changed and we are not who we were before. We are new and alive and fresh. We are finished and yet we are reborn. We are searching yet we are whole. We are free and yet from that point forward we are forever with that pause of awakening and the realization that changed us forever.

My latest solo show “Obstacle Delusion” is hanging at the new and exciting Andrews Gallery in Leucadia, CA.

I am very pleased with how the show hung and many of the pieces are some of my favorites to date.

I did quite a few custom frames for the pieces and this show and they turned out better than I had expected. I am looking forward to doing more of the custom framing in the future and from the sound of it so are all the clients.

I use color and abstract organic forms heavily as well as geometric shapes and the illusion of shapes in an attempt to draw the viewer into not only a world of creating images from the illusion of their essence but also to use the color as a means to draw an overwhelming feeling of energy into the room and into the scope of the viewer. I have used my custom frame designs to better accent this aesthetic and I aim to not only create work that has a timeless quality to it but an abstraction that everyone and yet no one can relate with.

I also have introduced to the public my first true kinetic piece entitled “A Sky Called Quest” which uses small painted canvases and magnets that are able to be organized by the viewer in any order desired. The metal board that I affixed into the custom blue frame will scratch over time and will allow the viewer to see their own patterns in the design of their aesthetic. I have received a wonderful response from people for this piece and I plan on making more like it in the future so that they may all be viewed as a series.

The Andrews Gallery can be reached at:

1002 North Coast Highway 101 • Encinitas, CA 92024 • (760) 230-2680 • (817) 235-2404

and online at

www.theandrewgallery.com respectively.

Give the director Drew a call and set up an appointment or just stop in if you are in the area.

Shoot me your comments and for the fans maybe take one home and be the talk of all your friends….hahaha

Mayhem Magnet!!

My most recent solo exhibition will be opening at Colosseum Fine Arts in San Diego on March 13th from 6-9pm and will coordinate with Kettner nights, the art and wine walk. The show will run approximately two months and I do suggest you come by and check it out cause I am taking things in a few new and lively directions.

The show will feature some older but never before shown pieces and some of my brand new pieces straight out of the fires of creation and direct to you!!

I think the title sums up so much of this past year of my life and of the world we are living in right now. Everyone is forced outside of their comfort zone in our present day era and I love it. I hate that people are losing their homes and life savings, no one wants to see that, but I do love that people are starting to think like they used to: what’s the next big thing? Where is all this headed? What can I do tomorrow to get myself on top. It is cutthroat and full of energy and stimulating. I like the rat race and I love the mayhem that comes with it. The fevered pace at which people are clinging to what they have become comfotable with and trying to fit that nice little cube into a round hole.

I have been dreaming a lot lately. The dreams have been out there too. People from years past coming forward and getting spliced into situations that I just had yesterday….very neat and wild but differant than my normal sub-conscious flow of visual candy. I am excited to see where I end up on this crazy train, a virtual playground of emotional entanglements that are sure to make a few brush strokes come into their own in the very near future.

Ahh….the mayhem of it all.

May the road rise to meet you my friends.

Colosseum Fine Arts can be reached at:

http://www.colosseumfinearts.com

or

619-795-3704

You have to make an appointment because the gallery is by appointment only.

January Fun in the Mission District of SF

On a recent trip to San Francisco I decided to take advantage of the SFMOMA for the first Tuesday’s promotion that they do every month. I was extremely pleased that I did so because it created such a sense of joyous and overwhelming excitement within me that I was on a veritable plane for the remainder of the day.

As life often does I had come to discover during my outing that a young man had recently been shot on the BART by BART police, which of course did not surprise me as police have a habit of shooting people. I decided to take my wonderful energy and give some of it back to the world to help balance what was an infuriated and disgusted SF public.

So I promptly made a small piece of signage that read Free Hugs.

My sign was not an instant hit, in fact the population of San Francisco is quite standoffish to the idea of a free hug. I was not dressed in a suit as I often am but I also was not covered in garbage so I doubt that it was my presentation that was to blame. I also was able to weed out any possibility of them not hugging me due to lack of enthusiasim because I can assure you friends that I was indeed, quite happy to be there volunteering my services, smiling, singing, announcing excellence like a troubadour on parade.

The police said they would get in trouble if they accepted a hug

I basically had to come to the conclusion that only those who really didn’t need a hug actually took one. In fact most of the takers looked quite pleased and in a good state of being.

Kids loved the free hug thing and so did a multitude of more well to due appearing folks, as well as the local homeless population, but the general populace was not keen to come over to the side of the takers. I wonder if they had already received a variety of free hugs that day and so therefore were not being greedy. I have to assume that would be true because I for one would never disregard an opportunity to amass a free hug.

I think I will try this experiment again sometime. I am heading to Kentucky and we might have to see what becomes of the Free Hug thing there.

On a very happy art side of things I will be doing quite a bit of preliminary sketches and drawings for my etchings I am going to concentrate on in the second half of January. I hope to have quite a few series complete by the time that my birthday rolls around. We shall see though how intense things get. I might just end up locating a patch of hug starved citizens that require my assistance.

Be well and love life. As Ghandi said, be the change you want to be in the world.

I am very pleased to announce that as of January 1st 2009, I will be moving my creative energies into a new studio located in Downtown San Diego’s Little Italy District.

I can now begin the process of finalizing many of the projects that I have started working on in recent months that have been on hold because of space restrictions.

To arrange a private studio visit please contact one of my representatives and they will assist you with all scheduling and acquisition related details. I will be capable of seeing a limited amount of individuals during the first couple months of 2009 while I am getting settled. I apologize for this in advance and I thank you for your patience during the transition as well as your continued support of myself and my art.

Greetings and Salutations,

Welcome back to the site I hope you enjoy the new look, the new gallery viewer and of course the new art. I have been busy behind the scenes creating quite a few new pieces and I am excited for the new year. Already Green has been giving me these explicitly gregarious looks and blue has grown a fascination with word play so needless to say the new way I plan on progressing with everyday painting will never be the same, except for the days when I feel like I should be firmly rooted in tradition.

I am going to be posting new posts here quite often and uploading pics and fun stuff along the way from shows, life, the ususal.

Enough of the fun!! Let’s get to work living the dream of effortless existence we have come to love as life. Till I see you out and about.

Cheers,

Floyd