STORMY LEE MONDAY...PAINTER OF DREAMS...
FATHER, INTERESTING VOICE, ARTIST, AUTHOR, MURALIST, DESIGNER, POET, PRODUCER, MENTOR, SONG-WRITER, MESSENGER, GENTLE SPIRIT…
CREATING VISIONS BEYOND OUR TIME…
I dream in full-blown color. My soul flies through the hues of every rainbow. The spirit of my being welcomes the mist of every color around me. In this flight, I’m very open. Sometimes, these colors become words inside my head, so, this, is when I might string ever-flowing and flashy words together to make pretty necklaces of poetry... or I might pause to write stories or, perhaps, I'll dive head-first into the empty pages of a book I'm writing or, one never knows, mine could be the voice that becomes your beacon of light, shining all through your soul. Prominent, just deep enough and maybe, just maybe...even sexy. Regardless, I sleep inside clouds of endless time and effortlessly wrap myself in ten thousand shades of white and blue. Doors open before me and lead to spaces, alive with flowing, translucent, silvers and gold. I am effervescent to the touch of pearly, deep possibilities. As I stand before paper or blank canvas, I’m hit with a feeling first. Words? Paint? Words? Paint? Like free flowing energy… my soul decides. Let’s say, l paint. The energy of a piece envelops me, surrounds me, and takes me over. It’s an almost hypnotic, meditative state. I become the canvas. Colors splash freely past my third eye, fast and quick and my focus devours me and refuses to let go. It holds me fast to the moment and flows through me, holding me steadfast as the adrenalin and rushes build within who I am. A sense of balance flows through me between fluent motion and initial activity. There must be a need for the counter-balance of non-doing. The non- descript inactivity of the physical, dissipating away, from the known conscious being. As I walk inside the canvas, I become no longer a part of the physical World around me. As I lose the essence of time, space and the current grasp of my known reality…the one real and absolute truth of my actual self becomes who I know more clearly within the clarity of my being. There is no better sense of self than when my physical being is lost unto itself. My spiritual energy becomes free to express the purpose of my blessed adventure in time. It is in this moment that my true journey begins. The spirit within me keenly scans across specific small areas of the blank canvas seeking harmony between the color, depth and texture that I, while, at one, with the Universe, apply. Those smaller, particularly interesting areas grow carefully into larger more defined and more intriguing color-filled spaces. Everything somehow, strategically and beautifully finds its place. Exact and precise colors provocatively making sense with their placement, around the movement of lines and textures. All of this happens within the natural flow of the piece, unfolding in colorful detail. With each singular growing square inch, the canvas eventually and patiently finds a voice that speaks, as a whole of the finished canvas, communicating the essence of the message found within the painting. The finished piece demands expressive contrast within the eloquence found, in a masterful blend of color, depth, textures, lines and explicit, endless possibilities. Each layer profoundly defined with each piece different, for each eye. I would expect no less. I have a PHD. in Artistic Possibilities. My Master’s degree, I learned in Universal Intrigue. I’ve studied under Pablo Picasso, Gustav Klimt, Leonardo Davinci, Kandinsky, Pollack, Khahil Gibran and every other Artist or creative wonder my third eye opens to. My education is un-ending and forever. I remain teachable and continue my studies, even now. I watch you, watch me… watch you. We learn together and wisdom becomes the seed we each plant in our gardens.
No school teaches the paths I’ve traveled. The Great Spirit directs my motion and the energy flows. My work is for you and I pray it touches your soul. Stormy Lee Monday
English (North American), English (Irish)
Irish, North American, US South (Deep South, Dixie, Delta)
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