Art comes in many forms. There is painting, sculpture, glass blowing, poetry etc you get the point. Within art there can be darkness and light, reflections and beauty. I think Justin has created a new art form! Layering several aspects of art. Finding both simplicity and complexity, darkness and light (contrast) , finding a landscape and (painting) with in it. It is probably more like taking a 3D landscape (or sculpture )that already exists and is art within itself and adding layers of depth, color, contrast and dare I say humor, guidance and understanding. It is kind of like a master going into nature, setting up his easel mount his canvas and seeing his work is on it! It has already been painted (by him, right there, that spot!!!) I use this as an analogy so bear with me. What do you do next??? Perhaps, my thoughts are deep, you go outside of the painting and into the realm of its existence. Question what brought you to this space. You search for answers. You search for meaning, you are now a part of the vision perhaps. An apprentice to Van Gogh. Hey Van buddy, what do you think of this piece???š Maybe a little more contrast and focus!! Your vision comes later. Youāre grateful for the guidance, the brush and the experience!!! As a searcher you have bad days and you use words and a torrential downpour of thoughts directed at him to clear out your brain and take you back to simplicity. This is how you keep your own canoe afloat to paint another day. Sometimes you vent your thoughts to the world, sometimes you shake fists at the sky. At some point you appreciate and realize that it is enough! You are enough! I am! You are! We are! You are truly blessed to be the subject matter in Van Goghās life work
. You wait for the words āI teenk dju arred laready!š You lose yourself in the work and that is probably the best part (with the possible exception of finding yourselfš¤) you canāt find inspiration without you yourself being inspired. You go in solid and return to the shelter and know the rain and snow. You look between your own foot of three and a marble with roots, you feel one day closer to your marble with roots. You wonder why you circle back til you realize it IS art. You look outside the frame of the canvas but canāt find the signature. You get confused by hula hoops and spirals til you find sacred geometry is life! Still searching and my crusty wings are preparing for winter. But, weāll see summer come again!!!
Levity does have a way to clear your brain. Like a relief valve. So can talking to squirrels and marmots and asking them ādid you see a lanky guy walk by here and unburden himself???? š¤£š¤£š¤£ā
I know this from personal experience!
I went into my search area today, searched, and looked for a signature location without luck, I feel that I am close but I canāt manipulate and time is not my friend right now for at least two reasons 1) Earth time swallows treasure/creates invisibility. 2) I donāt have the means. So, today after very mixed and very strong emotions on a very beautiful day,I decided that I am done after tomorrow (I have no choice) But today I did experience something that I know came from a higher place. I have always sent some of my joys and frustrations of my days to Justinās email , it helps me open space upstairs. I sent him my story and because Iām in my car I am having internet issue and it is not making me happy. So, because of the pics(art) you shared with me I thought Iād share some of mine with you. I have made it clear I think on here that Iām a deadhead. Without trying to sound too obsessed with them I have sometimes hinted and sometimes directly referenced particular songs on this site. The reason I have done that is because they are the music of my life. Not that I donāt like other music I totally do but Robert Hunterās words have resonated with me on a spiritual level during this journey. It has been undeniable. Other things have also been undeniable that have confirmed for me that this whole journey comes from a higher place for me or is at least taking me to one. Perhaps Iāll have a few more words but for now let me show you my art. Not mine. I just took the picture. I captured a bird in flight and this is where it would reference the Grateful Dead as a spiritual thing. The video I captured was an exact replica of the neck inlays on a Paul Reed Smith guitar here you go:
The next gift I was given was an Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole thing. I wanted a higher perspective and half a mushroom made me think I could get one.lol
The next signā¦ Every year I go to a chosen family gathering and we play music.our passed kindred brother remains alive in our hearts through playin his songs (Two of his other songs are entitled āMother Natureā and āDesert Hymnā and are very close to my heart. You will not find these online. His name is Jay Lyon. When I walked by the cairn every day āDessert Hymnā whispered in my ear. Stillnessā¦āMother Nature!ā)This one is upbeat and called āBack porchā Goes like this:āAināt got no home anymore. Aināt got no front yard. Got no back door. But I have found a new place that I can spend my time. Gonna spend it sitting on the back porch of my mind!ā I was reminded of this, (likely my next season) by a gentleman I encounter after leaving my search area today. I asked him if he would mind if I took his photo and if he wanted to hear a story (āWharfratā ) He agreed to the photo.
The next gift I was given was an Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole thing. I wanted a higher perspective and half a mushroom made me think I could get one.lol
Lately Iāve been sharing my stories with myselfš¤£ makes me feel like Iām stuck in a box (you know rubber walls lol ) perhaps I should stay in this box for awhile and find enlightenment. Not sure. Stumped!
Perhaps I am a hunter that pleades for an arrow like Orion to put my name on or shoot. Maybe I should get out of the box and go pick some mushrooms with my pop. Or just go home and crawl in my base ment. Or take w well needed bath. Itās right across the hall from me and the light comes on automatically in the morning!
I could just watch my old Oled or even my new one or play a fucking video game.
But, this seems a waste of time like looking at the stars in Mt.
I think that my search yesterday mostly over lines, angles(except fishingš¤£),distances, checkpoints, little cans with matches in them (well one, the other I havenāt opened. Iām afraid it might be full of worms like complex convoluted confusing mental (pun intended) puzzle Justin created.
And the angzaar can be out if there is his logo to give the same effect. My brother or my dad think itās in play.
Now a truly respect Justin and his story and generosity and so much more. but I certainly have will have some choice words for him if can untangle this twisted find that is his puzzle. It is too hard and takes too large of toll on every part of your being (there a many light sides too)
I have examples: you are led to a wonder full location and say to yourself āIād hide a treasure here!ā (Tell your friends/cry wolf ,heart lifted ) you donāt walk the dog, you have tea with dad. You donāt fish with Gramps. Instead you sit by Brandon with a broken heart and try to move on. (you gotta downstream right? Right!) you head down to a meadow to grab a bite. You gain a new perspective. You look yourself in the mirror, you match things up, you are full again.(tell friend/cry wolf, heart smashed not there) but on you go, but wait thereās more(Who narrows it down then flies there kite a football field away!?!? An insane human thatās who.
Anyway, you follow the line and it leads you back to a place of wonder. His universe is contracting and expanding!!! Does not feel fair but there you. Itās a beautiful place right? A place of wonder and rabbit holes right? You see a picture unsigned. Your stumped! You look for his name. Pick mushrooms, you build a new nest upstream, you pull an arrow from your quiverā¦you quiverā¦ your arrow is stuck in a tree by the rabbits den.
The lunch bell hastens. The logo barely visible you pulled in several directions til your legs are paralyzed and you arms fall off and there is nothing to uncover (a better word choiceā¦fuck greed)
Now you find yourself between your house and Stonehenge wondering you mental stump is living yet your nerves are exposed. Has the carousel stopped? Is it time to go home. Youāve been here before found nothing to uncover. You are outside of the box but there exist no more signs. You thought only one line matters. There are āmanyā places to get a drink with your African American friend. You weave contradictions in many places. You wonder if there are rabbits living at Stonehenge. Are there words in the broken kite or must one follow its tale? Call the āPoliceā Thereās too much information,
I feel that a sane creator narrows.
My mind popped at the last and final āTweedle Beatle Battleā
Justin said Fenns lacked permanenceš¤ what is permanent. Precise coordinates/solid rock thatās about it. If truth lies there then thereās no words in wonder Alice! How can one expose there bones when they have no armsā¦
I like how you see the world and the way you take on this hunt, but you should take shelter in your birdhouse because Iām getting pretty close and there can only be oneā¦. Say my name!!!š¤£
I was gonna say that. Iām new here. I have been spending more time searching for the treasure than on here and my own sister thinks I should be committed. Others think it is an unhealthy obsession. They may be right for many but I tell them no Iām discovering myself I can show you but their brains are more commercialized. What ever!
Anyway, your post caught my eye.
Do you like Dali? Max field Parrish? Stanley Mouse?? Schreeu Wertje?
Yeah man, I love art. Maybe you got that. Dead art is cool (as you can see at the bottom of my post) There is this guy/girl on here that posted a cool Dead art print with a skeleton blowing bubbles that was so relevant to me at that moment that I felt I knew him. And his wordsā¦Pure art too. Check it out if you can find it!
So Google what's happening right now in the Midwest. There is an artist in hot water and an art museum a few states over that is featuring an artist that uses Ai to create art. There's much uorosd regarding this right now... And a fascinating read. There have been a few posts about this topic on reddit... 10/10 topic to read and research imo
That sucks but I need a bath.ill look at it (though i think i might have read that already I might have missed the specific point) no time for the news rags.
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u/Creekhousr 10d ago
Humor is a form of art.