Blink_by_Kyle_DeWitt

Art Attack

by Kyle DeWitt

Thought

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hought suggests the existence of a conscious being.

Meaning, is eternally searched for by the more complex conscious beings, humans. The idea that your existence serves some greater purpose outside yourself is not only baffling but simultaneously difficult knowledge to aquire. What seems be the most logical answer: merely to exist and subsequently have

experiences.

Regret I regret avoiding the little things that would have helped me grow up faster. I regret chasing a girl who lived 22.2 miles away who didn’t turn out to be the one I fell in love with.

I regret not being able to understand what I was doing when I didn’t take my online driving course as early as I could. Or at least that was something I used to regret.

Isolation vs.

Solitude Hand Drawn In case you didn’t know how far I’d go, I’d say that I’ll stay here. In case you haven’t heard the most recent word, soon it’ll all be clear. I’ve been taking into account what I’ve lost this year and found my mind might be one. Along with keeping up, cuttting down, and still believing in someone. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not my place to complain or ask “what for?” And for the purpose of saving face it’s time that I shut this door. I’ll be alright. It won’t be long. I’ve been staring at a piece of me that appears to be hand-drawn.

Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings always darker, emptier, and simpler.

-Nietzche

Meeting my Subconsious

I found myself in an infinitely large white space. The ceiling was

an IMAX screen divided into two parts. Playing, were clips from my own life. Past on one side, present on the other. I walked over to a completely white bench and sat down. In the distance, a man was walking towards me. As he got closer, I started to realize who he was. This was no stranger. I had seen this man many times before. However, he was just a boy when I met him. I was just a boy, wanting to stand out and fit in at the same time.

To my surprise he shook my hand. I forgave him for his negativity.

I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you cant see from the center.

-Vonnegut

Roger Needed to Know

T his was a story I was working on that was about a man named Roger who was abused and neglected by his father who was a recovering Heroin

addict. Last July 4th Roger was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor, he is 38 years old. Although his father had committed suicide years ago, Roger still had many unanswered questions about why his father did what he had done to him. In his father’s most sober moments he can remember feeling a profound love and respect for the man. Now Roger has made up his mind to try Heroin and understand what the drug had done to him and his family.

In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsability.

-Eleanor Roosevelt

Let’s Return to Thought I hate “thought provoking” prompts that are clearly made for those who don’t think. These people put up quotes on facebook saying incredibly obvious, postive things about the way they think you should life that they heard from someone else who heard it from a dead celebrity that the both of them don’t know shit about. They walk through life thinking that as long as they have something vague and trippy to say, people will think they’re smart and wise. I’m sorry this is all I could think when I read your quote, Eleanor.

One isnt necessarily born with courage, but one is born with potential. Without courage, we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency. We cant be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest.

-Angelou

To Thought Once Again A sign of cowardice is lack of mercy. It takes courage to forgive one’s enemy because in the event you made a mistake, you must be brave in the face of hatred. Without courage, everyone becomes your enemy.

The Beautiful, is what is well formed and aesthetically pleasing, whereas the Sublime is what has the power to compel and destroy us.

-Burke

A Description Everything you could never describe but feel is here, now. It’s been here forever. It’ll be here when you die.

The pattern, the rhythm, the system, the circle. It’s humbling and terrifying at the same time. It’s what you see when you close your eyes. The sublime.

Anticipation I walked through the green grass barefoot. Our world has become an industrial wasteland. To feel something natural under my feet brought some tranquility and rejuvination to my step.

For the first time in my life, I felt anxious. I felt as though the anticipation was actually getting to me. I calmed myself and remembered Mako’s breathing excersise. The path I took strayed away from the adjacent river but something in my gut told me that I should follow running water. Finally, at the foot of the waterfall, I saw him. A decrepid old man. He awoke from his meditation. I was staring into the eyes of the...

Amplified Experiences hold the key to understanding one’s

purpose. Think back to the memories you can remember off the top of your head. You wouldn’t remember them unless they held more stake than just a passing moment.

Regret will be your enemy. Living in the present will be the remedy. Things that are hand drawn represent your honesty. Honest Roger needed to know. And the anxiety in my art is something i needed to show. Wanting to stand out and fit in at the same time. Wanting dissonance but instead choosing rhyme. Someone else might say everything they did was on purpose. But the content with our own piss-poor quality of work is what hurts us.

Whenever I return to thought once again, I use caution for how long I stay there. Finding a description for the things you cannot understand will lead to a blank stare.

The anticipation of what you will become keeps you from thinking in the present day so trust that when you get there, that bridge can be crossed and the future is determined by

today.