Tag: journey

Brandon Knoll, that’s what happens to be my name. Yes but that is nothing but a name, for the name means nothing in a sense. Besides for an Identification, usually, the last name will identify you more than the first.

There are many individuals called Brandon in this world, but not many named knoll.

Don’t forget the middle name. Why have a middle name? My guess is to identify each “family.” To know who’s in what family tree compared to the rest. Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles etc……..

My answer for whom this Brandon happens to be can be summed up in one single word. That word is “Art.”

My purpose in this world is “Art.” This literally isn’t me, but more of a character in play in an act.

When making art, you only think to make the art. Otherwise, the art wouldn’t happen. But why does the mind ask thyself to create art? What purpose is art created for, why create this thing called art?

Well if you really think about it, there’s no answer for anything. Just an idea created in a sentence/structure and then agreed upon by some people. Creating the world and the “answers” we have now. The ideas and everything that is happening now.

There’s no real answer to anything or perfect ideal life to live. The map of life doesn’t hold an X marks the spot.

Life is happening to you, create yourself and explore what you desire. Create the destiny you vision to live. Don’t just be handed ideas and go with them, see what you truly love and desire.

I’ve finally found something that I truly enjoy and love. Each moment, creating art I cherish. A very spontaneous moment.

Most other things to me seem like a competition to everyone. In “life” I’ve always felt at a competition against everyone with everything. Lately not so much.

Each person racing against themselves, to never have an answer or time to relax. The race continues every moment and second. Whoever can advance to the top of the mountain first, is the “successful” one. The rest below the mountain, happen to be lower ranked than the top. This is much of a “monopoly life.”

As I look out across the whole world, each human to me looks the complete same but then again not. For me, the energy of each person is read and the vibe of your personality is vibrating off each individual. Similar to a temperature or frequency of some sort. A literal energy source.

I Could care less what you’re wearing, the color of your skin or the language you happen to speak. All I happen to care about is the soul within the skin. The internal you and not the external, for it’s only a designated character in play with some skin attached. Only “you” or “thyself” truly knows how this “I” feels, to enter my mind and think what I think would only be a nightmare to many.

The mind of an artist is quite horrifying. In a peaceful way and a dark evil way. When you look at art it’s both positive and negative in its ways. There’s “sad/dark art” and then all the other kinds. I feel as if all artists make “sad/dark art” at least one point in their lives.

A lot of artists are “crazy.” The brain of an artist is wired and designed is such a weird way. Things are thought and created that are unbelievable except out of 100% pure imagination. My mind has these ideas that I feel like only I have thought of. Things so crazy and ridiculous most wouldn’t understand them at all. Unless somehow I could transfer them into this “real world” of a matrix.

Art is nothing but pure creation and invention. A new birth or child into the world, each having their own uniqueness. I always tell people my art is similar to my “children.”

If my art were to be damaged it’s as if a part of me is damaged. Kinda like one of those voodoo dolls with the needles. The person feels the pain when jabbed. In a literal sense for me as an artist.

Few have asked me, “What would you do if I ripped one of your drawings or burned one?”

I know this isn’t in a disrespectful way. Just out of curiosity. But like I said before there’s no real answer to anything.

Just ideas or thoughts. Unless living in that very moment. No one would know at all, but could only make an assumption.

Well, I would probably have to take time to transfer the moment and then ponder on it. What if I just said, “You just killed one of my children?” Or maybe I would laugh in a satanic laughter of joy and appreciate you burned my artwork.

Everything is meant to be born then eventually end, one moment or another. So I guess I would have to just breathe and tell myself.

“I can always create another one.”

It’s more about the moments than the final product. The journey than the destination. Yes, the final piece is a beautiful sight, but without all the little moments the bigger picture wouldn’t be here. Creating the moment as of right “now.”

This “now” I speak of, is the moment you’re reading this “now.” All you have to do is cherish each moment and life won’t be that gruesome but yes it gets very hard at times. You just have to push through those times and become the greatest version of yourself.

Through this short life, I have lived so far, art has found me and I didn’t find the art. The art was destined to happen, so I can either give up. Or watch it all happen right in front of my eyes and possibly never see each moment ever again. Live this life of a dream and not live life in regret.

With all other things in life, it all feels like a competition besides art. Art gives you that freedom to do whatever you want and you can do it wherever too. There are no rules of any sort and the mind is free.

There’s no one answer to anything in art. Anything is correct and nothing is wrong, it’s just all in the perspective.

Art is for everyone, it’s just most don’t accept art, so if you don’t accept it then you can’t make it.

Just lose the fear of failure and you can accomplish anything in this world.

If you were to ask me, I’d say vision and create your own future. You don’t always have to listen to instructions from others.

The craziest adventures are always the ones people never tell you to go on. Sometimes this adventure of a life is quite lonely, but remember you always have yourself.

Not all people will understand your journey, but that’s okay it’s more for you to understand. It’s your life, isn’t it? Who posses and carries this soul through this body. The mover and guider of where you choose to go.

Each thought manifest on a short scale or long scale of some degree. It can be as simple as going to the store or brushing your teeth. It’s all a thinking process, you don’t just brush your teeth or go to the store you think to do these things.

Similar to all other things. You only think to do every other action and thing in this life. Think it and then do it. All being a small manifestation of some sort.

To manifest something huge and unbelievable takes a lot of time and energy, but it’s possible, anything is. If anyone tells you it’s not, well ignore the naysayer. They must be having a bad day or something.

Don’t let the negating energy consume the positive energy out of you. To control your energy is probably the hardest thing to do in the whole world.

Literally, you’re in control of this body and all of its actions. There’s no puppet behind this mask of yours.

Be good to yourself and you’ll be good to others.

To this day I still question why art decided to find me. Don’t know why I create, it kinda just happened. Now here “I’m” this very moment. Very happy for this blessing. Life’s experiences are priceless you can’t buy life it’s given to you. Internal feelings can never be bought, but only worked on. External things are purchased.

Everyone’s choices are different every day leading into a different journey for all. No one to ever be correct or wrong, all just here learning experiences together. Lived through thyself, and only thyself. Many will mislead you and misguide you into the wrong direction. Don’t let others opinions of you become your reality, create your own reality.

Art has helped save my soul from this world and art helps me heal when needed, not putting negative energy into this world.

All I wish for is love, peace, and positive vibes. Not war, hatred and negative souls.

Accept yourself and appreciate yourself. Hug yourself and feel the energy flow throughout your whole body. Appreciate each moment as it passes and you’ll realize the purpose of life is just to enjoy the short memories as they pass by. To never capture again. A living movie that you can’t rewind or fast forward.

Now as I leave you here reading this, here are the last words I have to say.

“Art is within my bones, imagination and creation flow throughout me. The energy within my bones is pure artistic energy and nothing else. If you were to see the colors of my bones/aura it would be similar to the rainbow. Every energy, color, and emotion you can vision. Snap my bones and creative juice will ooze out of them. There’s literally a created substance/juice flowing throughout my whole body.”