This is a drawing taken from a photo I took while serving in the Army. I was fortunate to be in during peace time, and was allowed to travel while playing tourist. Great memories.
A Little Town in Germany.
Diecast Addiction
My obsession for collecting and customizing miniature diecast cars is becoming somewhat of an affliction. For example, this is most of my Pagani Supercar collection. All have been modified to include rubber tires and some have been repainted. All have been detailed.
Train Trip
You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?
I have always wanted to take a nice leisurely train trip through some great scenic countryside. Someplace like Germany, Switzerland or maybe even France. Something like a two week trip would be perfect. Alas , it’s a bucket list item I probably won’t experience, but I can dream…right?
On my creative process…
I think of creativity as a tree that branches into every interaction, every occurrence and point of fascination. Whatever happens in my daily life…I assume that’s a building block for my creative efforts. It might not be relevant all at once, or maybe not even for a span of years, but if it sticks in […]
On my creative process…
Optimism half full.
What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?
The Quiet Between Movements
Verus fought without spectacle. No wasted motion.No ego. Just presence. Atriya liked that she never adjusted herself to fit his perception.She simply was. And when they trained hand-to-hand,he felt something unfamiliar. Not adrenaline.Not aggression. Alignment. As if his body was rememberingsomething his mind hadn’t learned yet. War was shaping him. This was refining him.
The Quiet Between Movements
Inexcusable
Atriya tolerated pain.He tolerated blood.He tolerated chaos. What he did not toleratewas lapses. The shower malfunctioned.The house felt wrong. And he had forgotten to check his weapons. That wasn’t distraction. That was deviation. Deviation is dangerous.
Inexcusable
Jonathan G. Meyer 