Mar 31, 2006
originally published for nextNC
To me culture means life. Art is life. It feeds the soul. It feeds hope. The greatest movements begin with art. And so I ask, here in 2006, the age of terror, is culture still alive? Way back in 2001 when paranoia reached an all time high, the dominators had free reign. I still feel the ramifications. Scaredy cats steam rolled "liberation" under the guise of protection and artists of every medium have suffered on account. Truthfully if you say "one wrong thing" heads roll, your job is lost, and all those bills go unpayed.

I, however, cannot sit idle. I'm not a leftist or a rightist or any of it. I am a man of heart. I steadfastly believe in my vision of truth, of love, that man need not suffer in a cest pool of greed and corruption. And I don't have some radical plan for change. And I don't hate the current administration. I just live for culture and art and life. I can't help but wonder how long it will take before the rest of the world notices, "Few rise. Most balk." -kEith 2006
... posted by kEith ...  @  3/31/2006 01:45:00 PM


Mar 20, 2006

Art, like everything else is changing, nobody has the option to ignore this. We are in fact headed into a new place. Accountability, maturity, spiritual awareness, and even atonement are foundations for this movement. One simply cannot get on for very long engulfed in an egocentric mode. The world and the universe, its systems and dynamics are moving on.

... posted by kEith ...  @  3/20/2006 10:17:00 PM


Mar 16, 2006

part of a series to be displayed at Broderick Gallery in Portland
... posted by kEith ...  @  3/16/2006 04:15:00 PM


Mar 12, 2006

new work
... posted by kEith ...  @  3/12/2006 04:41:00 PM


Mar 5, 2006

it is said that lewis, perhaps it was clark, one of these offed himself some time after finishing the much acclaimed exploration of the Northwest.
this doesn't surprise me, having discovered that there's so little to anything, and the more you know the more YOU REALLY KNOW.

and so here I am in Portland. on the verge of an art career. Exploring the gallery scene here. And taking in the romance of the landscapes. Mount Hood, The Gorge, The Pacific.

And each moment my journey becomes that much more mysterious. that much more meaningful and meaningless, that much more selfish and selfless, and this human thing, it can bite, it can bite like a dusty, old, barnyard dog.
... posted by kEith ...  @  3/05/2006 01:06:00 PM