welcome to twenty-twentyyy
whew. we made it. we’re here. we’re doin it. hope you’re feeling great and this blog finds you well.
I used to have a blog. And then I didn’t .i’d been toying with the idea of bringing it back, and I guess i still am. But in the meantime, and while this is all still fresh I figured it was time. so here’s a blog, for today. day by day. that’s how we move over here.
2 days ago was World Palindrome day. The date read the same forwards and backward. A palindrome is a word that can be read the same forwards and backward, like ‘mom’ or ‘racecar’, but in addition to that, this particular instance of true visual perfection, the image remains the same once you flip it upside down.
Peak satisfaction. I’ve been a lover of numbers since I was young. Math had always been my favorite subject for years, until there were letters thrown into the mix and made it difficult and unfun. I’ve lived through lifetimes just to come back to be here now. I had to be here, with this passion, these skills, the resources to do it. I’m no stranger to drawing daily and cementing that days drawing into form with the date. This time of my life, feels significant. And I’ve been documenting it with words and images for as long as I’ve felt led to. This felt like a significant drawing on a significant day. The only one of its kind. AND ON TOP OF THAT, as if my optical appetite wasn’t satiated enough, that second day in February marked the 33rd day of the year, with 333 days to go of this leap year. Wow right?
oh andandand I’m turning 33 this year.
the numberssss. oh the numbers. i couldn’t even begin to explain the things that I see. the pieces align. the code so prevalent in all that we do and al that we are that so easily is overlooked until, you tap in. It’s all so divine. My life consists of what I now know not to be a string of mere coincidences. But a strategically well thought dance with the unknown. Of course I’d want to be here for date like 02022020. Just so I could draw that.
We’re constantly reminded how precious this time here is. Sometimes subtly, and sometimes shockingly. It rattles your core. And then we’re collectively jolted once more as we remember the fragility of life, and our humanity and we’re reminded how fleeting this time here is. Because people we probably assumed would be here for palindrome day, aren’t. How marvelous it is that we get to do this every. single day. Until…we don’t? Until we go back to wherever it is we were before we were here as we are now?
And every day that I draw, I feel like I’m doing what I’m here to do. So, I draw.
I will continue to draw because it continuously leads me to things I’ve never drawn before which is great because not only am I a constant quest to drew what I haven’t drawn before, I want people to see art in a way they’ve never seen before.
02022020 was significant. But so is today. And the following one. Every day is significant. But then they all run together and days fly by and months do to and what day is it? What year is it? Where has the time gone? It led us here.
The more I draw the more there is to discover. Endless potential flows from my fingertips at will.
New Sketchbook. New Me. The energy I can feel bursting at the seams of these blank pages that hold space for the infinite. Turn the page. Another day. Another moment to capture. Here’s to being the creator, the writer, the artist, the producer, the director and the star of the story of your life.
To more seemingly significant drawings of 2020 and beyond.