Isolation

Phone blogging!

It turns out I hate sitting down at a computer and writing a "blog". However, I love the smart phone and the mobile blog so.... Welcome to my mobile blog. Short, sweet, too the point. Paint on paper???

Shall we paint??

Okay, admittedly I am not a water colorist. But I was hoping the whomping Arches block that I have secretly coveted but never owned until today will fill the gap between abilities and materials. So here is to making something interesting.
"It's so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas."
Paul Cezanne

Pick 3 words from a hat and make smething.

Its funny how people look at you like a hobo in the fancy Berkley Bowl parking lot when you are dressed in your raggedy painting clothes drumming on yourself as you stroll by. I was just on a walk meditating on Isolated-unhappiness,  in this case not so unhappy.

I'm not much of a blogger

Ha ha ha, I'm not much of a blogger, 2 years between posts. Turns out my original and only other previous post was about all I had to say at the time.  I would refer to that original post as that is the exact frame of mind I find myself in today!  I have finally found the courage to leap off the cliff and see if this icarus' wings are built to fly.
C.S.

A Blog? uhh what?!!!! A BLOG!!!!

"Blogs are usually maintained by an individual with regular entries of commentary, descriptions of events, or other material such as graphics or video. Entries are commonly displayed in reverse-chronological order. Blog can also be used as a verb, meaning to maintain or add content to a blog."-wikipedia

Ha ha ha, guess the ever elusive and silent C.S. needs to find a voice, not particularly by choice but buy necessity.  My need to fulfill a requirement of my "advanced" education has provoked and prodded the aloof and reserved facing of me to maintaning (ha ha i can't maintain anything) regular entries of commentary complete with graphics.  all I can say is i have little less than a month to pry the lurking egomaniac inside into the public sphere and perhaps transform not only the perception of me in the eyes of few, but just maybe allow insight into the process of the strange and unexplainable creative process of Mr C.S. Novus to the many. Any way you cut it either by necessity or by narcissistic choice the bloggin in on like donkey kong. Get a stiff drink and strap in cause ready or not; NOT, here I come.

C.S.