Now, I dunno if anyone prefers giving a gift, talent, skill, or art away as much as they like getting something for it. It isn't that there is greed as much as a sense of value to what you do AND the fact that you do have to eat, as romantic as it is to… Continue reading Giving it Away
Tag: Art
Coming Soon…
So, I have always had interesting jobs, if nothing else, I can say that. Now, these are, sadly, not always well paying jobs but, well, they are interesting. One of the two jobs I have right now is at a collectibles store that deals mainly in records and books but has a lot of stuff… Continue reading Coming Soon…
Lost Places
These are just some random images I took that show dead or lost places. These were once homes and farms and were once thriving with life. Now these places are ghosts, markers to another time, another period, and to people who are long gone.
Garden of Stone 2 – My Return To Tyrone Sunken Gardens
I already gave a brief idea in a previous post about what Tyrone Sunken Gardens is like so I'll spare you other than to say - imagine a wheel, with a white stone as its center, then with spokes of paving stones going out to four points. At the north and south are gates, if… Continue reading Garden of Stone 2 – My Return To Tyrone Sunken Gardens
The places that I go…
This is a totally random amalgamation of images of the places around where I live and of a painting I did last week. There's no real meaning other than I was out and about and taking pictures of things that intrigued me. That's the fun of being a hobby photographer - I don't have to… Continue reading The places that I go…
North Saginaw Street
Flint's a funny city for a lot of reasons but the reason the always perplexes me is the indifference to areas that are not right, square downtown. Sure, there are people that live and care about the other areas of Flint but for some reason no one seems willing or able to set their goals… Continue reading North Saginaw Street
Frown and you’re alone, smile, and the world smiles with you.
More pictures with me as the model. Hey, I like working with myself, what can I say? This didn't turn out like I had hoped, but the idea is there. I think the painting might work out better. Sometimes we have to smile though, whether we want to or not. "And where do you live… Continue reading Frown and you’re alone, smile, and the world smiles with you.
Wheels Keep Turning…
For the uninitiated, Flint is known as the Vehicle City. Not the Motor City, as that's Detroit, but the Vehicle City. This takes into consideration that 1. GM used to be a major force here and this was where many classic machines were made but 2. it really speaks to the fact that Flint is… Continue reading Wheels Keep Turning…
Avondale – pictures
Flint, like every other city, is home to more dead than living. So there are, along many roads, behind many gates, the remains of those that came before us, those that made this city what it was, laid the foundation for what it is, and whose whispers will tell the future what this place was.… Continue reading Avondale – pictures
The Garden of Stone – My Trip To Tyrone Sunken Gardens
Near where I grew up and lived for some twenty seven years is a cemetery that is pretty much like a thousand other cemeteries around the United States. There are manicured lawns, headstones for the lost beloved, and the sense of absence or loss that always hangs about these places. If you find it though,… Continue reading The Garden of Stone – My Trip To Tyrone Sunken Gardens
The Six-Two-Five
So, here in Flint I live in a pretty funky building in the middle of downtown. The landlord/owner is an old school guy in town and owns one of the nation's oldest all ages punk venues. Cool guy, funky space. He let us do a few art shows in the empty first floor space, which… Continue reading The Six-Two-Five
Showers and Floors and Blood, oh my!
What if they don't buy it?
there's something i have felt for a while and i have tried to ignore but it's become harder as i have gotten older. that thing is the perception that a writer is - 1. not an artist and 2. not a thing of quantifiable value. first things first - i don't consider my writing to… Continue reading What if they don't buy it?
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 