Week 51: "Freedom"



This work is on Canvas board, it needs to be framed to be hung.

 Week 51: "Freedom"

During this time of year we can all get caught up in the hussle and bussle of the holiday season, but end up loosing sight of all the good things that we have.  We begin to look at the negative of what we didn't get, or that pair of socks and underwear that we received from grandma.  For me this year I am trying to make sure that I don't forget what truly is a gift, a freedom of self.

Over the last year I have really dealt with alot of issues that run rampant.  I tried to break free of the bondage of my own cage of character defects. I have found a sense of exhileration in breaking those binds of self.  With each step I make I reach and gravitate towards lightness of soul.  At times I have found myself even falling in love with myself and the person I have become.  I have come to truly see myself as a gift to myself. 

For most of my life I have been one to always feel like my self worth is based on what others want me to feel, but the day I painted this blog I truly took a step in another direction.  The importance of a the day was for me and me alone.  I did not mind that some people in my life didn't recognize it.  Each day in my life I have to always remember that I am a gift and I must treat myself as one.  In that I find true freedom within my soul.

Note to readers:

I can not believe there is just one more painting left.  It is an amazing feeling to have accomplished this.  Without you, my readers and supporters, I would not have gone on this amazing journey of self re-discovery.  Thank you, much love, and Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.

David K.

Week 50: "From the Mountain"



This work is on Canvas Board, it doesnt need to be stretched but must be framed to be hung.



Week 50: "From the Mountain"

With every journey in life there is always an end. Soon my journey with this series will be complete, but then where do I go from here?  That is the question on my mind, especially after the entire year of struggling and searching for growth. What is the next step?  What will that next step lead to?

When we journey over a great climb or accomplish a great task there is a sense of pride that leaves us satisfied for a moment. Yet when the feeling of satisfaction dissipates we long for it again.  We let our desire for growth and movement forward drive us toward the next  journey. 

I am coming down the mountain to the end, looking back at what I have done, and then turning to see the new journey in front of me.  It is clear and clean, and open to whatever my mind desires.  I allow my feet and my desire of growth and movement move me away from my journeys of the past toward the new.

Week 49: "In Between Negative and Silence"



This piece is on Canvas Board. Needs framed to be hung.
















Week 49: "In Between Negative and Silence"

Over the past week, as I start to realize that another year is soon to go by, I have been quieter than normal.  The people around me know that I can talk, and always have something to say, but recently I have had this want to be silent.  In a world of go go go, and always wanting to have voices heard, I find people think that silence means that you're being negative, or in a depression. My question is where is the line that separates negativity and silence.

Recently I have had the desire not to speak, but to listen.  Listening for what, I am not sure.  I have found myself not wanting to say anything or speak, but to start to listen to myself and the world around.  Religious men and women take vows of silence as a way to connect with the world that has gone mad with noise polution.  Yet when someone outside of that realm decides to live in silence, for even a brief moment of time, people become uneasy or feel the need to force vocal diarrhea from them.  Is it their own insecurity of silence?  For me I am begining to learn that for my life to grow I need to just sit and be silent.  The only issue for me is that I must watch closely to not cross the line into the darkness. 

Many say that silence is golden, but I find that silence is in between all colors and no color at all.

Week 48: "For Home the Bell Tolls"

This work is on Canvas board. It will not need to be stretched but will need to be framed to be hung

Week 48: "For Home the Bell Tolls"

So this week I took some time learning to be with me, myself and I.  It is a very difficult concept for me to understand.  Recently I moved into my own place for the first time in my 30 years of life.  After living with loved ones for so many years, which help drown out the voices in my own head, I have to learn how to deal with memories of times passed.  Whether it is a movie, the smell of something cooking or an object, I find these memories ring in my head like the sound of a bell tower in the distance. 

During this time of year many of my thoughts lead me to traditions and family, which for me are a safe place.  Yet this year I am on my own, staring out into an unknown world and an unknown path.  Placing ornaments on a tree, or putting on a long lost scarf given to me by someone special, cause memories to rush over me.  I know that I must not live in the past, but at times the creature of habit rears it's dark head and pulls me back.

As I step out into the unknown path that is my new journey I must remember the memories of the past, but let them be a sound of the a bell tower in the distance, and not morter and brick that keep me stationary.