by Bela Johnson | Nov 15, 2017 | Maine, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
Listening to an Annie Proulx’s Barkskins on audiobook while painting today, I think I am no storyteller. A poet, yes. Fleshing out characters for a story seems intrusive somehow, as though I were borrowing another’s eyes so that I might view the world in a different...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 7, 2017 | perspective, philosophy, psychology, self awareness, Uncategorized
Do not torture yourself with what-if’s, unknown to you now or in future times, mind-blowing images the result of imagination in overdrive, time to regroup, redirect into something worthwhile; Humans are creative beings who do not do well when long sated, beacon-like...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 31, 2017 | happiness, philosophy, Uncategorized
Remember Wimpy from Popeye cartoons? I’ll gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today! That guy knew what he wanted and couldn’t wait to enjoy it, although I’m not entirely sure about the indebting part, but I digress … Some truths are hard to...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 24, 2017 | philosophy, Uncategorized
How easy it is to reveal our best in writing; reflective, unlike life which requires reflexive, interactive, unpredictable; like it or not the mirror is held up and there we are refracted, simply human, the same myriad collection of jukebox tunes flipped out and...
by Bela Johnson | Oct 17, 2017 | happiness, human interest, musings, personal, poetry, Uncategorized
The waters of birth released me, dolphin-like, into a realm of wonder and delight, only to realize I was swimming with sharks; they, friendly enough when sated, aggressive and dangerous when needy and I swam for my life, filling lungs and stomach and for the sheer...
