And now we beseech of Thee that we may have every day some such sense of God’s mercy and of the power of God about us, as we have of the fullness of the light of heaven before us. -Henry Ward Beecher Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887) was a superstar clergyman in the 19th century. Kind […]| Redtree Times
I don’t think life is absurd. I think we are all here for a huge purpose. I think we shrink from the immensity of the purpose we are here for. –Norman Mailer, Interview in American Way magazine (1995) The way I see it, this new painting, Purpose Bound, is very much about going all in […]| Redtree Times
I think while appropriation has produced some interesting work … for me, the most interesting thing is to back yourself into your own corner where no one else’s answers will fit. You will somehow have to come up with your own personal solutions to this problem that you have set for yourself because no one […]| Redtree Times
You must unlearn the habit of being someone else or nothing at all, of imitating the voices of others and mistaking the faces of others for your own. When destiny comes to a man from outside, it lays him low, just as an arrow lays a deer low. When destiny comes to a man from […]| Redtree Times
Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet […]| Redtree Times
He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace” ― The Sail, Mikhail Lermontov These are the last lines of the poem The Sail from early 19th century Russian poet Mikhail Lermontov. Actually, I haven’t been able to locate a translation of the poem that translates his lines with […]| Redtree Times
The whole value of solitude depends upon oneself; it may be a sanctuary or a prison, a haven of repose or a place of punishment, a heaven or a hell, as we ourselves make it. ― John Lubbock, Peace and Happiness I promised the other day to reveal the painting that I would be the […]| Redtree Times
I have sat here for quite some time this morning trying to write about some of the new work I have been producing for my October West End Gallery show or some that is headed with me to the Principle Gallery for my Gallery Talk there next Saturday. I know that I am more than little […]| Redtree Times
Wherever I am, the world comes after me.It offers me its busyness. It does not believethat I do not want it. Now I understandwhy the old poets of China went so far and highinto the mountains, then crept into the pale mist. —Mary Oliver, The Old Poets of China Too busy to write much this […]| Redtree Times
Each minute bursts in the burning room, The great globe reels in the solar fire, Spinning the trivial and unique away. (How all things flash! How all things flare!) What am I now that I was then? M…| Redtree Times
10 posts published by redtreetimes during September 2025| Redtree Times
Dusk of Time- Coming to West End Gallery When philosophy paints its grey on grey, then has a shape of life grown old. By philosophy’s grey on grey it cannot be rejuvenated but only understood…| Redtree Times
But it’s a long, long while from May to December And the days grow short when you reach September And I have lost one tooth and I walk a little lame And I haven’t got time for waiting g…| Redtree Times
Not only during the ascent, but also during the descent my willpower is dulled. The longer I climb the less important the goal seems to me, the more indifferent I become to myself. My attention has…| Redtree Times
I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where…| Redtree Times
Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone, and the only one who seeks out another. His nature – if that word can be used in reference to m…| Redtree Times
Centuries of husbandry, decades of diligent culling, the work of numerous hearts and hands, have gone into the hackling, sorting, and spinning of this tightly twisted yarn. Furthermore, we have not…| Redtree Times
Summertime, and the livin’ is easy Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high Oh, your daddy’s rich and your ma is good-lookin’ So hush, little baby, don’t you cry One of…| Redtree Times
‘Cause I have all of life’s treasures and they’re fine and they’re goodThey remind me that houses are just made of woodWhat makes a house grand, oh, it ain’t the roof …| Redtree Times
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bent by the same wint…| Redtree Times
NIghtFlare- At Principle Gallery Where rose the mountains, there to him were friends;Where rolled the ocean, thereon was his home;Where a blue sky, and glowing clime, extends,He had the passion and…| Redtree Times
States and Nations don’t exist as such. There are only people. Sets of people living in certain areas, having certain allegiances. Nations won’t change their national policies unless and until peop…| Redtree Times
To the Main Road- At Principle Gallery I knew that I had ample room in which to wander, since science has calculated the diameter of space to be eighty-four thousand million light years, which, whe…| Redtree Times
Pity the nation whose people are sheep And whose shepherds mislead them Pity the nation whose leaders are liars Whose sages are silenced And whose bigots haunt the airwaves Pity the nation that rai…| Redtree Times
Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It’s self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things. — Ray Br…| Redtree Times