Expressionism……………………..Another In A Whole Litany Of Terms Created Principally By Those "Making Their Living" Off The Efforts Of Others……….This One I Think Arose In The 1930’s, Applied Later Vigorously To Pollack And Others…………..Not Sure What It Really Means Any Longer……………….But I Do Like The Idea Of It As Far As Freedom To Express Oneself No Matter What Form One Is Using(Even Those Magnificent Southern Icons, Magnolias And Moss And Goo…………..Ychhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!…………Oops……….Being Judgemental)……………….So The Term Could Be Used As Acceptable, Particularly In My Context……………Of Course I Prefer To Take It A Step Further With The Addition Of The Term "Feral"……………For……………Years(Aeons Now) Ago When I Left The Photography Behind To Start Painting, I Consciously Approached The Subject With The Mind And Eye Of The Feral Child(Something Which I Previously For Years Wanted To do)…..Of Course My Deep Connection To Nature Demanded Such Course……………And The Course Led Me On A Path Of Total Freedom……………No Outside Constraints Or Hindrances…….Just Inventing And Reinventing Myself, My Work, And The World Around Me……………..And To This Day I Maintain This Approach……………The Feral Child………Of Nature………………..Expressing, Not Representing, That Unfathomably Deep Connection To Something So Clearly Conscious………….So Clearly A Part Of Me And Myself So Clearly A Part Of It That The Two Are Indeed Inseparable………….One

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Deep Waters Await…………..New Forms, New Ideas, New Thoughts, Feelings And Sensations…………………….Much Like Plumbing The Depths Of The Deepest Ocean Trench………..New And Exciting Forms, Critters Even……………………A Compression Of Idea So Vast That It Cannot Be Released At Once………………..It Must Be Met Gradually And With Care, Else It Would Be Overwhelming

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Nature’s Consciousness(Thus, My Own) Was Well Received, Well Spent This Month………….Flow Was Gloriously Natural And Without Impediment…..Rather Like Paddling Down A Calm, Slow Moving River…………..Mississippi Kites, Water Turkey, Fly Overhead………….Voices call From The Swamp……………..New Arrivals To This Planet, Heron, Egret, Songbirds………….Learn Their Trade And Proclaim It With Sounds Of Joy…….The Light Of Summer, Already Starting Its’ Retreat, Is Brilliant And Illuminating In Its’ Clarity And Intensity………….And One Continues To Float And To Flow Upon The Ever Changing Thought Of Consciousness Within This Space…………..Within This Brief Moment…….As It Should…………..Must……………..Be………It Is, After All, A Conscious Imperative