change……}Entry for March 25, 2009

Posted on May 15, 2009 by George C. Hartman

Gregory our brother packed everything he owns (almost) in a car and trailer and took off to the happy sunny skies of Florida. Many people in Ohio will miss him. Some will not understand how somebody could do such a thing. Such a radical change in your life. When I talked to him on the phone he said, I’m not gonna live much longer so I am inspired by that.
Change is the new god in America. Change was the name of our new presidents campaign. Change is the only place you can go from here.
For the first time in three weeks I went back to New York. I realized that I didnt miss it like I thought I did. Screaming fire engines surrounded Port Authority Bus Terminal and firemen with full gear including oxygen tanks were everywhere. I didn’t care. Nobody did. Nothing has changed there. It is just a typical day in NYC when sirens are blaring in your ears at every intersection.
I watched a fire truck stuck in traffic. Just sitting there; lights flashing, horn blasting, siren wailing and nobody could move out of the way for him. The scene was something I did stop and watch because it was such a contrast. What should have been a speeding, loud emergency vehicle was just sitting there. Kinda reminded me of my marriage 8 years ago loud, roaring, scary and going nowhere.
Change is in the air. Buckets of pussy willows and Spring flowers being sold on the streets. Change is the new god so get on yer knees and say dear god please change me
I envy Greg. To just get up and leave. Nothing, nobody to tie him down. Now that is a free spirit. See ya later!
Change can be frightening. A new job. New people to figure out . Oh you live where? I don’t know where I will end up. There is allot of change coming.
There is something magical about riding around with all your possessions in your car. Homeless (technically) ever since I signed over everything to the boys. Things never worked out like I thought but many things did. The most important things anyway. My boys have warmth, shelter, food and a reasonable amount of security. To me that is all that matters. That is the selfish part of you that DIES when you hold your own flesh and blood in your arms.
The first time you try anything in life you are usually scared. But afterwards you say, Hell that wasnt so bad, now was it?
Actually it turns out to be just another loop in the rollercoaster.
Scary. Exhilarating. Unexpected.
And pretty damn cool.

About George C. Hartman

Redesiging design, coloring outside the lines, rolling down hills, figuring out strange people, dreaming in black and white, photographing in black and white, juggling, body surfing, fantasy football, painting, design, digital art and photo manipulation, green oceans, blue oceans, museums, discovering small towns, biking, beach, relationships that tear my heart out, bad poetry, movie making and BLOGGING
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4 Responses to change……}Entry for March 25, 2009

  1. Administrator says:
    May 15, 2009 at 4:15 am

    punching OUT

    maybe the death of my prepress days have altered my life more than a
    bit
    Walking slowly pass the open casket Almost
    silently
    “I hardly knew you” but I did
    “I honestly loved you” but I didn’t
    You became a bad-breathed lazy spouse cursing under your breath
    turning up the volume to American Idol
    while the full moon dances with the clouds out on the deck
    i sit there alone looking up
    applauding the dips and twirls
    black sky moon face glowing and calling
    pulling me up to the sky and away

    i already don’t think much about you
    cuz im engaging in liquid ideas
    much deeper than your reality TV
    a world where nobody calls you
    and asks “can you pay that today?”

    Get off the couch with a head rush
    and shut off that blaring TV!
    Are you shocked at the empty room and crooked paintings
    AND wondering where I should be?
    i have been gone much longer then you’re thinking
    and it took you so long to miss me
    ive been with my lover the moon at the edge
    of the sea

    –neonduskthursday115pmmarch26

    Thursday March 26, 2009 – 01:31pm (EDT

  2. Administrator says:
    May 15, 2009 at 4:15 am

    hange change from a 1cc to a

    Friday April 24, 2009 – 12:28pm (PDT)

  3. Administrator says:
    May 15, 2009 at 4:15 am

    Joe Strummer of The Clash taught me that you can be cool and socially conscious at the same time.
    I have found my only refuge
    my imagination, remember Einsten said it is more important than knowledge.
    Looking for cupcakes and rainbows. CAREFUL: Imagination (DANGER) could be a double-edged sword–it can open up a kleidoscope of colorful ideas—where creativity can thrive. BUT (CAUTION) it can also unlock the deepest darkest parts of the soul. The real failure of improv is not trying it. I once suggested at a meeting that we have a daily production meeting in the morning. I was scorned and laughed at. Later that year we began the boss’ great new daily production meeting.
    In High School I had a Creative Writing teacher who taught me “stream of consciousness” writing. He was pretty cool. Kinda the hip young misplaced teacher. 10 years later I saw him at an AA meeting and I went up to him delighted to tell him of my succesfull “stream” writing. He was so embarrassed at where I was seeing him (AA) that he hung his head and ran out.

    One more thing: Some of the greats did their best work while struggling with depression and economical security.
    (moving background)
    cut
    curtain

    Thursday March 26, 2009 – 12:26am (EDT)

  4. Administrator says:
    May 15, 2009 at 4:16 am

    Outta College
    money spent
    see no future
    pay no rent
    all the moneys gone
    nowhere to go
    but oh
    that MAGIC
    feelin
    no where to go
    Oh that magic felling nowhere to go

    -Beatles

    Thursday March 26, 2009

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