Art in all its forms is like the gas in our engines. What you put in is what you get out. It can have tremendous healing power or it can destroy you.
Art can act as time travel, it has the ability to influence your emotions, your decisions, has noticeable effects on environments - especially nature , and has been used as a tool to control masses. One smart look at the art that is heavily promoted today would wilt the toughest weed in your garden.
Art is a big deal. It’s everywhere. Movies, music, digital worlds inside video games… people have tried to imagine life without it - but its essence weaves us together, building armies in its defense and ripping through the fabric of time.
I learned very early on that corporate or government run art projects were very agenda driven, and that artists who thought for themselves were not wanted. It was frustrating and freaking hard to believe at first.
ART. The very essence of creation designed to bring life…was being used as a tool to destroy the human race. It doesn’t take much to look into- they literally hide in plain site. I would never have imagined that an entire political party’s campaign could hang on to its voter base using the subject of abortion. “ uh, sure… We’ll raise inflation, take away your livelihoods, control everything you do, everything you ingest and even make you pay for medicine designed to make you sicker so we can continually raise profit from your existence. AND we will legalize killing your children.”
People are VOTING for these turds because of ART.
Patriots all over the world have been uncovering a burning pit of thieves that have been using art to steal our souls. Music made to demoralize and over sexualize, movies that are made to drive peoples emotions and moral standards insane, all rounded up with a media to support them and old dead artists work that rich pedophiles can use to launder money and traffic children.
It’s disgusting. It broke my heart, made me want to hurl. I had worked so hard to get a bite of the apple.
At age 2, I discovered that drawing pictures could take me places. By age five I sold my first painting to my uncle Bob for a whopping 10 bucks. I learned I had a love for oil painting from my Aunt Viola at age 10, when I first painted my way through the entire day with her and forgot to eat. I took private lessons with artists worldwide who taught me so much more than how to paint and sculpt. We were learning to dance with the unseen forces and how to shine that light right into the hearts of others from Florence, Italy to Canton, Ohio.
Art opened the world to me.
I attended a semester of college to join the ice carving team and travel the world. This led me all the way to representing the United States in many world competitions. I worked with a world class agency, a rockin group of galleries, and got to tour a boatload of countries on a cruise ship.
“If you want to build a ship, don't drum up people to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.
Inside of art I found a way to speak to the audience. With thousands of people passing by, whether we wielded chainsaws or brushes, the electricity of pure undaunted creation created portals to new dimensions.
The road was never easy. In fact it was gut wrenching. I know what it’s like to work a 72 plus hour shift, have put months into commissions that either didn’t pay at all or payed so little that I could not afford normal living expenses. I’ve had my art stolen, multiple times. I lived a financial roller coaster that resembles riding the dunes of the Sahara, faced homelessness many times, and spent years in a bottle- reaping the rewards of those actions.
To find out that Jabba the giant cabal worm had all but cleaned out the real meat in the art of creativity’s juicy middle was not my idea of the American pie. I went down the rabbit hole, I had to know why the voice of the artist was hijacked by an EVIL cabal.
This was SUCH a heavy load. From pizzagate to covidgate- it was one giant arena of a world cut off from true freedom- the freedom of creation.
My art is and always has been a way for me to help to free the creative spirit from the slavery it was in.
Puppet - A dancer with ribbons that form a giant hand that is puppeteering her… we are the puppet AND the puppeteer. The dance with life is ours.
I’ve been creating paintings and sculptures like “Puppet”(above) for 40 plus years. Everything I touched had to have a purpose, or a quest. The art world tries to erase what some artists say - convincing us that minimalism is so cool and that meaningless art makes us find our own.
Bull shit. Messages are going to come through, ideas will flood the minds of humanity and our voices WILL be heard. Creating what we know is right inside the network of the thieves has been stifling. But so many of us have learned to create our own path, like dancing with ribbons in the wind.
TRUE Freedom lies in facing your creation head on. Go within. So that you awaken to all the possibilities you can become.
This IS a spiritual war. And art is OUR weapon.
C. Black
Awake Artist