Category Archives: delusions of progress

2023 Graphics Journal #8: March 1 to March 5

Posted on March 6, 2023 by randomyriad

Emergence

Posted in Abstraction, All part of the process, delusions of progress, discovery and recovery, doodles, Drawing, investigations of color, mindworks, My Art, paying attention, Self-Experiments, visions from the dark side, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

2022 Graphic Journal Page #29: December 5- December 6

Posted on December 7, 2022 by randomyriad

Every Moment Is a New World No Matter When You Are

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2022 Graphics Journal Page #24: October 26 to November 9

Posted on November 10, 2022 by randomyriad

Deconstructing Personal History #1

Posted in Abstraction, All part of the process, Being Human, bodyworks, change, Chaos and Order, Collage, delusions of progress, discovery and recovery, doodles, internal landscape, investigations of color, mindworks, My Art, my life, paying attention, personal history, Self-Experiments, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Life on Paper

Posted on November 5, 2022 by randomyriad

Days run away from me a pack of dogs shuffling chaos in their weaving strides I am left behind with flickering frame organizing them into a fantasy of meaning and their joyous leaps chasing along scented paths are lost in … Continue reading →

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Tarot Journal #57: The Sun/ 3 of Swords (Sorrow)

Posted on September 18, 2022 by randomyriad

A Brief Flash of Illumination “We are probably wrong to suspect that each individual has some secret passion, some mystery, some weakness; if Jean-Yves’s father had had to express his innermost convictions, the profound meaning he ascribed to life, he … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, Being Human, can't really complain but, change, Chaos and Order, delusions of progress, developing relationships, discovery and recovery, Family, Fools Journey, Loss and Leaving, mindworks, music, my life, my mystic toolbox, Other peoples words, paying attention, personal history, philosophy, poetry, Questions and riddles, Self-Experiments, Singing, sympathy and empahty, the end is the beginning, thinking in words, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment