Rough Love
I’ve been reading ‘Love, Freedom, Aloneness’ by Osho. The way he speaks about love makes me think that what we’re talking about when we say …
I think this is the final rendering for the owl picture that is long over-due. I seem to be behind on so many projects that should …
It’s a Pity; live this city. Love this life, full of strife. Looking for a moment, any one that holds for more than a minute, but she …
So this is another of my digital painting concepts: a mechanical fish placed into water. His function is to survive but his hardware doesn’t tolerate …
So here’s the second progress shot for the Baby Owl painting.. I’m learning a lot while doing this– it’s great.
I wrote a letter, Confessed ’till the end. Heart spilled; it’s better; But I won’t pretend.. Heart which was kind, What is it like to unwind? Heart which was kind, I think …
Stand up and fight love for what you believe in! Sooner rather than later it’ll be what could have been; And if you need my help, know …
This was becoming a hazard. For one of these pictures I had my finger on the shutter while Max was tossing fire above his head like …
Ah, some more experimentation with Maxwell Lowther. I’m not even sure that to say about these.. We’ll be doing a lot more in the Fall/Winter.. Florida’s humidity …
I wonder where the phrase “a little birdie told me” came from… hm.. My friends and I were talking last night and the question that arose …
Hey, sorry I haven’t been on in a while. Lot of things that had to get done.. Anyway, I’ve been fortunate enough to be put in many …
I did some more light photography tonight but this time with fire.. It didn’t turn out how I had hoped; I’ll have to practice a …
A little reddish Beetle parked under the moon wondering how to pass a wall of water that’s holding her back; Keeps her lights on so you …
Forgiveness is one of the most loving acts I can imagine these days. To really forgive is difficult. And, for some, it’s hard to even …
How do you blame the worst of people when all they do is the right things? Because we all yell change but the few that do …
Where do we draw the line? Point to the seperation because it’s so clear that there is one yet I can’t find it…
Here’s the second part of the light graffiti series. Max and I went to Fifth Ave. in Naples, FL for these. The man in the third image …
We were sitting on hills of purple; talking about how life had just begun. Now I think of how that moment can’t be outdone. …
I don’t know which way is right and it’s time to make a choice. I feel like it’s better to not listen to myself, but, to …
I’ve become like the hamster that trains for a marathon he never runs. Always love, J.Schay
I’ve been teaching myself how to be alone– I think it’s something that needs to be learned.. Because before you can get up and help everyone …
I will never forget– Cause it’s all been regret And your presence is lost in the skies.. While I sang out your name, I felt all the shame, So I …
Well I spent most of yesterday rigging LEDs to batteries and switches so I could play around with some photography mixed with painting. The term being …
I was outside last night and the moon was shedding it’s shell– no where to be seen.. However, in the absence of her grace, the stars …
Oh Love, Tell me why you crusade when I come to your aid.. and where you split the line from right to wrong– I feel it’s …
And it’s like a seasonal drought that we experience our doubt; coming in to say hello with it’s bitter smile and resenting eyes and we …
Brother, I’m scared! They said I’d be spared but, from you tell me, I should be prepared.. The worst is yet to come and I’ve since …
Sketch was inspired by two beloved classics. I was reading these two books and something struck me: I hope I never get to the point that I …
She found her life was saved at birth from a flyer saying what she was worth; And on the banner was a name, which of high power this …
Condemn them not till they say amen… for then they must do it all again. J.Schay
I don’t really know what I was trying to say with this one. This is one of those sketches that start out with a line of …
Comparison so weak; to a secret I can’t keep: we insist on the helpfulness of wounded hands to lead on like marching bands! Yet we can’t …
I have been awake and have slept alone; tired of being on my own. As years just passed, I was on my knees, crying for someone …
The page on the left is inspired by a song I was listening to. I love the chant it goes through at the end. The song …