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Pilgrim
Age: 49
City: Emerald
Country: Australia
Joined: Nov 2006

I have the good fortune to be a co-founder here at RedBubble and part of the team who provides this service.

I believe that we deepen our humanity when we express our creativity. At some point most of us are told we are not artistic and this is often the end of our creativity journey. This impoverishes us all. Creativity is at the heart of the human condition. Through it we make sense of the world and we grow in wisdom.

I wonder at our capacity to love. I mourn that this can be twisted and become ugly. But even then I know that love is the wellspring.

I pray, I cherish my family and with passion I share what we are doing at RedBubble and hope you will join us on the journey. I wish to share and celebrate your creativity and hope you can share in mine.

I have the joy at living at Three Springs, a farm outside of Melbourne which I share with my wife, Loreto, and my three daughters.

I also write on aesthetic matters on the RedBubble account.

Beauty Continued
Something Beautiful
In Reflection
Art and Madness
The Sharing’s Sake
Art and Music
Art and Spirituality
The Next Wave
Our Art
Who’s The Artist
Art About
What are We Trying to Achieve

Journal Entries

Morning Meditation

Posted 3 months ago, 7 comments so far.

Power of Zen

Posted 4 months ago, 15 comments so far.

The Artist Magazine

Posted 4 months ago, 12 comments so far.

Visit to Saatchi Gallery

Posted 4 months ago, 18 comments so far.

At TED

Posted 4 months ago, 19 comments so far.

Going on Vacation

Posted 5 months ago, 13 comments so far.

The Substance of Things Not Seen

Posted 5 months ago, 8 comments so far.

Harry Didn't Die

Posted 6 months ago, 21 comments so far.

Fogging the Glasses

Posted 6 months ago, 16 comments so far.

Panic

Posted 6 months ago, 11 comments so far.

Writing

Memories of the Dead

My Grandfather would spit in the dust and cover it with his boot / He said that German tools were the best, and I hear this when I pick up a wrench Grandma died after him and told me not to mumble …

The Mare

Her teats are still warm, and warm my hands as I milk her. She died about an hour ago but still has one last thing to give. This milk is precious. It will provide the newborn foal who jostles around m…

The Illusion

Before Copernicus, confirmed later by Galileo in subtle measurement, the world was thought to be as it appeared, a stable core to a shifting universe. And even now it still seems this way as we look i…

The Boat

I am a boat on the ocean / Or even just a sailor on the boat / Sometimes joyous and singing of the sea / Sometimes hanging over the side / Wishing for death And then in my illness and misery / For …

Perspective

My soul rests gently / In the cradle of the universe I measure my successes / and my failures / Against an infinity of time / and space And I can neither / See nor count them.

The Truth

It is / as / it should be.

Watchlist

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