So good! I love every wonderful painting and I adore all of your magnificent mixed media collages. The phenomenally brilliant and beautiful way that your brushstrokes embody diverse textures, your paintings’ gentle movements of light and shadow, the dusting of the spray paint applications, the playful and harmonious balance of darkness with illumination. Reading your poetic words is quite meaningful to me. I love the various moods that each one of your poems represents—the contrasting feelings, the strong mixed emotions, and inner strength. The powerful synthesis of the compassionate poetry with the stunningly beautiful imagery is quite encouraging and moving to me. Seriously you are one of my all time favorite artists here, and I look up to you as a fellow artist. Congratulations on completing your phenomenal project. Peace and love to you <3
Strange and tender, this poem walks a tightrope between humor and sorrow. The voice feels personal yet cosmic, like someone whispering secrets about God at a party yall didn't get invited to.
You have to know that cursed at every stanza, and that this was a fitting end to a spectacular series of poems. The last line hits, and it hits hard, in both the context of the poem and the series at large. Well done, gaddamn! Fuck!
Organs haunts me the most (I think it is your best), but Nerves is my favorite, and the imagery in its opening line is amazing. Speaking of imagery, I think Muscles killed it the most in that department.
It is really fitting and troubling that your arthritis flared while writing this. I think you are likely right that your body knew you were finishing it. As another artist, I can't imagine how distressing arthritis is...
Okay, not trying to leave you a wall of text, but I wanted to thank you for creating this wonderful series. As a reader, it has been an excellent journey
The arthritis was so unexpected but yes, very fitting. Now that the poem is written, I hope it goes away soon.😄
From Skin to Bones, I like the gradual build up. We address the issues one at a time, one layer at a time, until we get to "the root" cause.
The transition from Nerves to Muscles feels like the start of delving deeper into more personal issues. Muscles and Organs are the conversations that are the hardest to talk about because it requires us to be honest with ourselves while expressing our feelings to others. Why am I appointed to bear the weight that's not for me? Can I count on you to lift me up?
Bones makes me think of self sabotage. How did I get here and how the fuck do I get out? Acknowledge when you're hurt, broken and unwell but can also remain hopeful. Pain is necessary but it doesn't last forever.
I truly appreciate you engaging with me and enjoying my work.
Did you write this with me in your heart cuz babyyy the way it resonates. I love your writing style. This one felt like a song.
I was thinking about the both of us❣️
Sage I always appreciate your support.
"bundle sticks and stones to support brittle bones"
"sob at the unsightly vacancy where my heart used to be"
Love it, Alex.
Hard as bone
(in a non erotic way jic lol)
Lol I knew what you meant but thank you😄
Thanks for reading Pablo😊
So good! I love every wonderful painting and I adore all of your magnificent mixed media collages. The phenomenally brilliant and beautiful way that your brushstrokes embody diverse textures, your paintings’ gentle movements of light and shadow, the dusting of the spray paint applications, the playful and harmonious balance of darkness with illumination. Reading your poetic words is quite meaningful to me. I love the various moods that each one of your poems represents—the contrasting feelings, the strong mixed emotions, and inner strength. The powerful synthesis of the compassionate poetry with the stunningly beautiful imagery is quite encouraging and moving to me. Seriously you are one of my all time favorite artists here, and I look up to you as a fellow artist. Congratulations on completing your phenomenal project. Peace and love to you <3
I love all of these and I’m sad to see them and. I take your reflection at the end. 🙏🏽💚
Thanks Miguel💙
I wondered many times why I wrote this series. Of course I write for myself first but these poems weren't only for me and they needed to be written.
Thanks for writing them and sharing. Very cool project and inspiring to witness you write these. Especially though the discomfort 🙏🏽💚
Thank you. Besides the arthritis I'm better today lol
Time for the old lady
😂😉
We can talk about her later.
Strong start masterful finish to the seris
Thank you! I appreciate you.🥰🥰
Strange and tender, this poem walks a tightrope between humor and sorrow. The voice feels personal yet cosmic, like someone whispering secrets about God at a party yall didn't get invited to.
The secrets! 😂😂😂
I needed this one to be tender because the other ones felt like I was in a long ass fight lol.
It's personal and they became more personal since Muscles. Acknowledge the pain and suffering but know that it won't last forever.
I always appreciate you reading my work. Thank you so much!🩶
You have to know that cursed at every stanza, and that this was a fitting end to a spectacular series of poems. The last line hits, and it hits hard, in both the context of the poem and the series at large. Well done, gaddamn! Fuck!
Organs haunts me the most (I think it is your best), but Nerves is my favorite, and the imagery in its opening line is amazing. Speaking of imagery, I think Muscles killed it the most in that department.
It is really fitting and troubling that your arthritis flared while writing this. I think you are likely right that your body knew you were finishing it. As another artist, I can't imagine how distressing arthritis is...
Okay, not trying to leave you a wall of text, but I wanted to thank you for creating this wonderful series. As a reader, it has been an excellent journey
The arthritis was so unexpected but yes, very fitting. Now that the poem is written, I hope it goes away soon.😄
From Skin to Bones, I like the gradual build up. We address the issues one at a time, one layer at a time, until we get to "the root" cause.
The transition from Nerves to Muscles feels like the start of delving deeper into more personal issues. Muscles and Organs are the conversations that are the hardest to talk about because it requires us to be honest with ourselves while expressing our feelings to others. Why am I appointed to bear the weight that's not for me? Can I count on you to lift me up?
Bones makes me think of self sabotage. How did I get here and how the fuck do I get out? Acknowledge when you're hurt, broken and unwell but can also remain hopeful. Pain is necessary but it doesn't last forever.
I truly appreciate you engaging with me and enjoying my work.
More great pieces to come.🩶
I think the best part of this is that no matter what my favorite is, the revelation is Bones, and it is what will sit with me the most.
I eagerly look forward to whatever you have on the horizon, and it was my pleasure 🖖