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number 380
What makes me me?..I think it is the struggle I have had with the religion I was born into, a divorce and excommunication associated to it..and now the realization that ART has replaced the religion, Art is now my religion and all that is human that it loves and celebrates…it has saved me because with it I don’t feel lost.
inspired by Lorin Humphreys

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number 372

What makes me, me… ?
My Relationship by faith, with God.
My isolation…
that I’m an often times loser, but a fighter
The fact that I’m CaribBritish, with a primarily British sensibility, that I’m An Artist,
A Singer/Songer,
A Writer!

That I think ALL Art is Writing..
That I’m A single man with lots of Electric Friends and,
but a few Real Ones,
that I coin New phrases, and find that exiting,
Have umpteen unfulfilled potential, that I’m a private person who loves People..
these are some of the things that make me who I am,
as far as I can see

inspired by Tony Gohagan

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number 364
What makes me me must best be answered from a 3rd person cuz the real me is only a temporary creature here for a moment, trying to filter the light and pass it onto the darker areas and bring light there ……. Maybe what makes me me is the Ego and its transcendence, and an unbelievable connection with childhood, its terrors and its innocence.. I hope this makes sense…..
inspired by Stephen Lack

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number 362
Well, what made me the person I am and how I view life, was born out of a fraught, sad, frustrating and weird childhood. I had to grow up quick, so I could get to grips with what was happening in my life and try to make sense of it all. My Dad is a bipolar schizophrenic, when he was on a high he would revert back to and relive his army and police days, and I would be brought into this bizarre fantasy world as his comrade! He used to get sectioned about 3 to 4 times a year. As a result of this my Mum became agoraphobic, and it fell to me to do a lot of stuff kids shouldn’t have to do. But despite all of this distress my parents were always caring and I was never in any danger. And on top of all this I had undiagnosed dyslexia and dyscalculia so my school years were hell and I dropped out of the educational system unnoticed at 15. And probably, unsurprisingly I’ve been fighting clinical depression since I was about 13.

So what I’ve learnt in life and what makes me who I am, is that life can suck, big time, but you can’t blame and point fingers you have to be able to understand. So that’s why I am extremely empathic and considerate to others, learn to understand and not to just judge. That’s what makes me, me!

I hope this is what you wanted to know. Sorry if this answer is little long winded, but I thought it necessary!
inspired by Anonymous

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number 361
What makes me Me would take days of constant talking to explain. I’m a conflicted person at battle with my nostalgia. (I aspire to be as astute as Hunter S. Thompson, with the magnanimity to not fear failure but embrace it.) I’m constantly in turmoil because I forget about me and spend all my time thinking of others. I kill things for a living then have to negate or equalise that negativity with something creative like a carving or nurturing a row of cabbages. I’m a sensitive altruist, who bears a heavy burden. You know you must be mad when you can hold a long silent conversation between two conflicting characters in your head. I have been denied a family on several occasions. Tragedies.
inspired by Joseph Kelly