A mural for Montreal Cyclists: Day 2 Progress

Photos by Johanna Taar: Mural for MTL Cyclists

Thanks to Johanna Taar for these shots from yesterday. 

If anyone feels like coming by and shooting some photos or video, you are more than welcome to do so!

A mural for Montreal Cyclists: Day 1 Progress

I'll leave you a message

I'll leave you a message
It'll say something about how nice your eyes are
I'll trail off into a thought about the cracks in the pavement I saw today
And then mention the lady who had bad perfume next to me in line

The days become fragments of moments and I forget what time things are at
I couldn't tell you what day it was but I can tell you what memory you are in

It's not often the sky opens it's big lips and smiles with it's white teeth
No, the frame that I put my picture in was presumed to be a big heavy one, painted dark black so that even the painted colours couldn't escape

I look off my balcony and start seeing people and not enemies
I start feeling at ease with the casual smiles of strangers
No one is here to bite me

"No time. There's no time.", You say.
"Find time, find time.", I say.

Because what is time? Time is just a collection of fragmented moments.
What is a moment?

A moment is purpose

A Mural for Montreal Cyclists- Roadsworth+ Cam Novak

Come Check it out

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BMEF 2013 Prize Rims

I'll be going out to Toronto this weekend to race and have fun with the Toronto messenger crowd who have put in an amazing fundraiser for the Bicycle Messenger Emergency Fund.

 I've painted a pair of B43 rims to be awarded to the first place woman. Notice the hint of gold? 

Yeah, gold...

I'm really excited to be part of this race and excited to hand these rims off. If you'd like to know more about the BMEF you can visit their website-  http://www.bicyclemessenger.org/

If you're in Toronto, you should totally come party it up with all us messengers and ex messengers and check out the rims in person.

Check the FB event for more details

https://www.facebook.com/events/322716681174735/

Shapes, Spray paint and birds

Some new canvases I polished off for a coffee shop.

For sale, email me to inquire about the price- cyclebird@gmail.com

Size: 5 feet by 3 feet

Size: 6 feet by 4 feet

Energy Catchers/ Chaos Stars

Anarchy and chaos is how I've viewed my most recent interactions with people.

So much of what I've seen and heard doesn't make sense and I'ves struggled to find order in the madness that is human life.

But maybe that's the point.

Maybe it's not meant to be understood, it's only meant to be lived

To understand something as complex as nature and human-ness and to try to categorize it in a way that brings comfort seems disrespectful to the beauty an nuance of moments.

Since I can't seem to find order in my mind, I've attempted to find order on canvas.

In these paintings, I've tried to capture what my eye sees 

I've tried to feel, with all my heart and hands, the pain, the happiness and everything in between, and lay paint in the hopes that it will make me feel a bit safer

The chaos of the lines overlapping creates an image but also allows the line to exist on it's own.

The strength of the structure is in the mayhem.

The beauty is in it's disorder.

The relief is it's containment.

In all my art, I'd like to create a sense of comfort.

Not with safety, but with openness.

From exposing something that is present and shinning a light in a direction that feels true.

With truth comes direction,

With direction comes purpose,

With purpose comes power.

The power of now.

Have a Breath

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I hope one day to understand the openness
To understand the honesty
To understand the hope that comes from talking with my mouth and heart open

I wish one day to feel at home without feeling at risk
To feel like I can rest and not be attacked for my slow breathing

It's not only about the feelings, it's also about the results
It's about the thoughts and flavours of the wind

You are not seen just because someone stands next to you
You are not alive just because you stand next to someone
You are not open just because your hands face the sky

There is no resting place for the mind that has legs
There is only ground to run on and mountains to jump over

You are not my creation
I can not destroy you


-Cam Novak

It

Feel the grit of your teeth.
Touch it as you bring your tongue into your mouth after licking your lips.
Let the spit moisten the tiny hairs above your lip and wipe it off only partially.
The light will strike you in such a way as to strike me.
You've not existed like this for very long, yet it is my memory of you.
It is you, and you are my thoughts and not the flesh you own

I've had thoughts about you , you know? I think about if you think about me.
I breath out thinking you're doing the same and if you're reflecting on the sheets we've warmed and the sky's we've looked at
It's a dagger in my mind but i feel like it's your mind, our mind.
The space in between our minds is like the waves hitting the rocks
You've become my launch pad and my cement shoes

Has the time gone or have you?
Are you a fleeting memory or constant reminder?
The resolve is not your face, it's your smile.
Has there been water in your heart? Let it drown me, let it quench my thirst.

Sometimes it's you and sometimes it's me but it always was us.
For me anyways....