I paint and write things.
What’s coming up? Art mostly and some flash fiction I’m writing as well. This site is my new website. I have had the website: Live Laugh Roll for 6+ years and Vida Real Center (now closed) and managed somehow to get quite a few followers related to my travels (solo in a tiny trailer) and the retreats I was doing for a while. I will be shutting down the old site (and a few others I have) in an attempt to simplify my life and concentrate on the art and writing. That said, I operate a publishing company called Leaving Madmen Publishing and I am a business consultant and you can find that info at Bowie and Fox.
I’m in a gallery again and entering shows – so I’ll be posting those developments. Also coming: Writing of – well anything that might come to mind, but I will edit… I have been writing for 30 years. Much of that has been business related – in fact, technology business related. Not sure I can explain how tired I am of writing about driving digital disruption, actionable analytics, microservice architecture, or whatever the latest buzz words are … zzzzzz
About the writing: It’s about serendipity and this is something I pay attention to. Something happened about 6 years ago. I was at a legal hearing — I was a witness in a business matter … Anyway, we were sitting at a table in a court room with a bunch of people waiting their turn. The judge asked me a few questions about my income (I had said “writer” on the form).
“What do you write?” he says.
“Boring stuff mostly – business and ops information, hr packages, onboarding docs, marketing copy …”, I shrugged bored with the definition of my own response.
Finally, we were all done and excused by the judge and filed past him like a heard of cows. As I passed him, he spoke to me – the judge was saying something. I turned toward him and said, “I’m sorry I didn’t hear you.”
He smiled and repeated his words, “I think you should write something else.”
OMG. The judge had personal advice for me! A random comment that mattered to me more than he would ever know! His comment came at just the right time in my life. Sort of an unofficial mentor. And no, I really don’t think that was a flirt – why would he bother? I was walking out of a court room never to return, not sitting at a bar alone staring at my Caribbean Martini. Besides, I am well over the age of incoming random flirts.
The bigger story is that soon after this court experience, I bought a trailer and traveled by myself for over a year. I called the trailer the writer’s retreat. A little trailer seemed like a good place for me to start a big life change, partially because I am an introvert. No, that is not a mental illness – it’s just a personality type I’ve had to learn to manage in a world full of extroverts, magniloquent engineers, close talkers, drama queens, bad mackers, spectrum 10 narcissists (particularly back-stabbing females), and outright borderline psychopaths.
And so, I paint and write.