Matt Foleyさんのイラストまとめ

Creativity is a phenomenon whereby something new and somehow valuable is formed. The created item may be a physical object (such as a painting, a literary work, an invention) or something intangible (such as an idea, a scientific theory, a musical composition or a joke).
No joke.

Enthralled by the prospect of each day, amazed by my ongoing presence, thrilled by the creative process, and the ability to engage, seemingly infinite possibilities are laid out like a buffet of food for thought, I am an alchemical distillery of magic potions and magical visions.

Dedicated to all the little ones caught in conflicts and denied their chance to grow older, to become something special: an artist, a poet, a musician, or, perhaps, a healer, shaman, or magician.
It can be a terrible world, so cold and cruel, and there is really no excuse for it.

Dedicated to all the little ones caught in conflicts and denied their chance to grow older, to become something special: an artist, a poet, a musician, or, perhaps, a healer, shaman, or magician. It can be a terrible world, so cold and cruel, and there is really no excuse for it.

Impressions from the Garden of Eden:
verdant rollicking,
as though a fiesta
of long-plumed birds
in brilliant feathered array.
Where lush flowers do bloom
and the air tastes like honey.
The sun is a ripe melon;
the moon, like a scoop of ice cream,
in the center,
a cherry, on top.

She said, "it's like seeing the secret language of super heroes - all blades and powers and cutting through the illusions set up to deflect perceptions of the big reality."
She gnawed on a strap of beef jerky.
"Really shiny stuff," she whispered, as she chewed.
"Shining a light."

If you could see conversations between flowers and sunlight and whispering breezes perhaps this is what you might see.
Nectar-sweet murmurings in a dappled tapestry of tint and form.
Undulating nuances tempting curved color to vibrating ecstasies.
Soft, scintillating suggestions.

Creating a dynasty of imagery for consideration now, and for many generations to come. I will live on long after I die. Such is the indefatigable irony that is an artist. A perpetuity of persistence. Like some recurring dream.
#MAFO : "Meditation on Creation, No.50" — mixed media

Creating a dynasty of imagery for consideration now, and for many generations to come. I will live on long after I die. Such is the indefatigable irony that is an artist. A perpetuity of persistence. Like some recurring dream.
#MAFO : "Meditation on Creation, No.46" — mixed media

Creating a dynasty of imagery for consideration now, and for many generations to come. I will live on long after I die. Such is the indefatigable irony that is an artist. A perpetuity of persistence. Like some recurring dream.
#MAFO : "Meditation on Creation, No.47" — mixed media