Hi! Happy Saturday! xo
I recently read this quote by G’Ra Asim to a question that was posed to him: How much control do we really have over how we change? “Less than we think. At best, people have a 15-year span of hubris-driven confusion before they morph helplessly into their parents and grandparents.” That’s quite a deflating idea for those of us who like to imagine we’re steering the ship.
My 15 year span was from about the age of 45 to 60 and I’ve been at the helm for the last 5 yrs steering that ship like a motherfucker! To no avail! Lol!
Hi! Happy Sunday! The other night after supper, I went for a walk and just as I started to mount Mellen St. there was a young guy taking pics of all his newly planted flowers, and I wanted to compliment him (I’m not shy about these things), but I felt maybe he didn’t want to be bothered. But then my own saying came to mind. “When next you’re walking down the road, take the chance to say hello, for that is a chance we should not forsake!” So although I kept going and missed that opportunity, I hit up the very next person, and I swear it snowballed. The next couple of people said hi to me first, and I just got to my apt and thought; that’s really all life is about. But we just can’t quite fathom that. We always think we’re missing something or we need to be striving for something greater or becoming someone better when truly the essence of life is just being! A breath in and a breath out until there are no more breaths. xo
Hi! Happy Wednesday!
Me & my son getting it done! Stephen has become a masterful sprayer (he’s got the touch) and all around amazing painter! And he’s not such a bad boss either! ❤️
Hi! Happy Tuesday from Easton MA!
The only thing I’m more excited about than grinding & spray priming overhead steel girders is getting the caked on oil primer off my mug @lifelonglaborer ! xo
Happy Sunday from Congress Sq!
We’re always trying to make something of our life or become somebody. But now that I’m older (65) and having beaten my fucking brains in trying to accomplish those very things, I finally realize just how ludicrous an endeavor that is. Number one: bc it’s absolutely unnecessary and #2: it’s an impossibility. Now, I don’t want to put the self-help movement out of business, but imagine if we (humans) had simply accepted our role in nature as simple survivalists moving and breathing as the rest of nature does, until we draw that final breath? Not only would life have been much easier, but death would not have been the big ordeal it’s become either. ❤️
Here’s an oldie of @rickbarton52 and I in Brooklyn in some random hall in 99 on the kids wanna riot tour. I remember I was showing him the chords of Halloween by Misfits since it was Halloween. Rick hates nostalgia 😂
Happy Friday! xo I got word late last night that a really good friend lay in hospice and the end is imminent. We’d known each other for many years through music and I’d painted a couple of his houses for him back in the 90’s but as life is want to do we’d drifted from each others orbit. Then I ran into him 2 summers ago and he really helped me out (I was fucking broke…. again) providing a place to stay, so I could work down on the south shore, plus he gave me several projects to put a little dough in my pocket. Anyway, he took really ill last September but maintained his positive outlook and dignity and put on a brave face as I visited him a few times when he was able to have visitors. I remained in touch when I went to visit my dad in FL for 3 months over the winter. His replies ceased a few weeks back and I figured this was it. I got to thinking…. Shouldn’t he be sharing his death with me? I let him know I’d gladly be there. But clearly he wanted to make this as private an affair as possible. I’m a firm believer in there being no wrong or right or good or bad for that matter (I realize most people have a hard time with that concept) and when one is dying, that truth could not be anymore evident. But alas, now I see the beauty in his decision. I get to look back fondly on him as the man he was (not that he actually thought that through for me, it’s just the end result) rather than having to witness his final days. I’m guessing his immediate family has shared these most intimate moments and I hope they’re all able to find a little comfort in recalling just how beautiful and generous he was. In that we share a special bond. ❤️
Happy Thursday from Houston!
The simple life will be over soon as I depart tomorrow and get back to the real grind on Monday! Thanks to my bandmate Rhys & Mollie for hosting me the last week and being entertaining and extremely generous! xo
