A work in progress, bit and spurts along the way… laying color down, while apartment sitting in downtown Oaktown. Tongue-twister…
The life I’m living with this canvas reminds me of Orlando, and the parchment the hero/heroine carried with him/her through the ages. The scroll wherein was writ that poem… that poem that was a heroic thing; I guess it laid neatly on the tongue.
So I’ll keep working…
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About Benjamin Allen Ellis
Some phoenix mythologies talk of the soul's hierarchy in terms of birds. The eagle being our pinnacle, the phoenix right below, constantly burning and dying and rebirthing in order to find itself born eagle.
Since 2000, and my first public art show, I've used the Phoenix as a rallying cry for myself to take hold of what I want and keep 'rebirthing' until I get it. After eight years, it was time to consciously move on up. Hey - I'm goin' eagle.
