Written by ShadowMason on November 25th, 2013
I give thanks to gatekeepers who thought that what I was doing was impossible because they shaped my life. That experience made me a better person. I am me because of them.” ~ Zanele Muholi, photographer (source)
Full Moon Over Mono Lake
Strength to carry on and endure is the key to anyone pursuing a career in the arts. You need to believe in yourself and your motives to succeed. Stay on track… Listen intently to your critics but ultimately it is the power of your own belief that will provide you with success.
Written by ShadowMason on November 17th, 2013
It is personal issues that have affected my life and cause me to do what I do. The strength comes from you, the friends and family that surround me. ~ Bill Hendricks
Specks of Fire
Short lives but powerful impact—small, bright, sturdy. Getting antsy for another car trip. Semester coming to an end with only a few weeks to go. I am spending a lot of time studying Twitter Bootstrap and passing my knowledge on the my students. I am reminded daily as I continue to research and study my subject areas that this isn’t working at all—just following my passion. How lucky I was to walk through the fire of fear and have the faith that art wasn’t a waste of time.
I may not be showing my artwork currently but I am grateful that my work still impacts so many lives.
Written by ShadowMason on November 7th, 2013
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain! ~ L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
Bill Hendricks, Author of Art Changes Lives (Dot) Com
On second thought I hope you do… Currently looking for a gallery to show my photographs. Always open to speaking engagements.
Written by ShadowMason on November 6th, 2013
Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.
~ Carl Sagan (source)
Today I discovered the artist, Alvin Baltrop, a relatively unknown photographer and artist that took photographs of NYC’s west side piers before the Highline. They were dangerous. They were scary. They were populated with visited by the gay community seeking sex, solitude, and just an escape from the city. Many were forgotten as he is. No quotes on the web… But he had a place in the world and communicated his time, place and erotic sensation that drove him to his art. This makes me think about the tree following in the woods whether it makes a sound. I vote it does.