If colors were emotions and a person then, I would wish for a moment in time.My moment of passionate reds would be compelled to sweep me off my feet with soft hues of orange to tickle my ear lobes so sensually and blue's going deeper than red could ever go it compells me to grasp onto violets with everglowing yellows and whites to guide me back. If colors were only shadows of who I think he may be then they themselves would be enveloped in a sea of purple, maroons,sienna's, teals, auburns,umber's to lay calmly, and yellow's to burst through to my soul. If colors were only more than what we thought ,then my world would have such clarity and essence that even the slightest scent of honeysuckle would be so enticing that I would treasure the thought for days...The intoxication of colors melt,blend,dot, and embed themselves into my senses.

If colors were only more to others in general, then society would be calmer, more loving, peaceful, colors would embrace the one who didn't know , colors would beat into existence the one with trials, colors would not betray nor react to you in dismay, colors would be your best friend, colors would be the one you would lay your head upon on a rainy day of blues and sunshine. Colors would be my one and only in this entrapment of grey's. Color would be my everything and infinite treasures of the one. I wish for a moment to meet him....I wish for a time to say, " I adore you and your passion for life..You are a TRUE artist". I wish for a moment for others to see what I see....millions of pixelations, reflections,perceptions,bendable,expandable,inevitable,inviting, harshly painted colors upon this world of canvas.I wish for a moment to meet the truest of true artist in this universe in which we think we rule. What a joke. In our endeavor to "be" we still remain only shadows of what we wish we were and could "be".Our lines of reform, and shades that beckon us to shape with memories of what once was appears blurred, and confused.

I wish.......

 I wish for starry nights and rainbows....rain on sunny days....people who can love when hope seems gone,laughter that makes your tummy hurt,dancing in the rain, making love on rainy days while cool breezes have their way,catching rain drops with your tongue, playing like a kid with no worries, happiness to be a contagious disease,no suffering in this world,understanding,a common bond with all humanity, giving, faith and above all a unity of one with love before us all.....I wish colors could be emotions and people, because if they were then, I wish to make a new world. A world in which God ruled my hand and used me to show everyone this is what he intended and this is how we have all strayed.Colors of cultures and tides of reality that binds us into realization and depth.Such depth that we can burn into existence combinations of hues to connect us with our own emotions while we watch the breaking point of others. Our own reality smashing into us with such force that we hide to brace ourselves for the end result.Such passion and empathy an artist must have....to "truly" see in color and know what it means to connect emotion with bendable light and hues.Is it that easy to say everything is chemically based and that what I feel isnt real.....I refuse to leave my moment of many colors...

....I wish.....

I wish for a moment in time where colors never run and people were forever true as the colors upon my canvas.Where words actually meant something and the people who said them actually meant it...For every emotion there is a color....For every action there is a reaction.....

This was a moment in time and your mind my canvas.....my canvas of many colors..

Life.Life.Life.....What does it mean? So many people around the world could probably give you millions of different definitions just for a single word. Expressive,Disappointing,Annoited,Clear,Unsatisfying,Lonely,Adoring,Happy,C aring,Greatful,Appreciative,and so many other words that could identify your life. What words would you use to help describe your new leash on life? Your new beginning or maybe even just a realization that you are unique to everyone and everything. What compells you as an artist? What thrusted you into the realm of artistry? What moment in time made you realize that "I can"? Do you remember the emotion that set you forth into a new world? Was it depression,lust or maybe even love? So many questions to uphold before yourself to only question..."who am I?" What provoked me into this idea of mainstream collaged brainstorming psychotic venue we call Art. Something that can be born through imagination and given birth through creativity. What pushes us to want,need, and even doubt ourselves when we are the ones who imagined and brought forth our own individual selves in a manner worth expecting. Others see us as "the artist" ,and all it entails. Such vision and excitement they see , but what if what drives us isn't excitement at all..it's just our own inner will to survive through visual stimulants that we call art. Paints,Oils,Acrylics,pencils,charcoal,photography....you name it we envision it. We can open worlds with our minds,unlock deep mysteries, decode the most intellectual minds in history through our own psychological artistic minds. Some people do not understand the depth in which an artist is compelled to drive themselves into insanity until we get how we feel and think across to someone else. That feeling of completion is so rewarding. The finished product, the last word, and that spacial look of your critiquer,admirer, and possible buyer actually getting "it". The simple thought, the most intellectual of thoughts.. broken down into such a way that you see a facial "Whoa,Wow, or How did they?" and the one we all want to hear..I love their art work and I get it. I understand the time,work, and effort put into their work and I applaud your talents, gifts and visual intuity you have given us all. I know you have all put me in an "AWE" state of mind and this is me giving recognition to everyone  that, "I get it, I understand it and I applaud your efforts." I can see so much talent that you ooze inspiration coming from every pore of your bodies. Thank you :) and you put me in "AWE".