Pilgrim
Profile
I believe that we deepen our humanity when we express our creativity. At some point most of us are told we are not artistic and this is often the end of our creativity journey. This is a tragedy which impoverishes all. Creativity is at the heart of the human condition. Through it we make sense of the world and we grow in wisdom. I aspire that everyone may express creativity and believe the world will be better if they do.
I wonder at our capacity to love. I mourn that this can be twisted and become ugly. But even then I know that love is the wellspring.
I pray, I cherish my family and with passion I share what we are doing at RedBubble and hope you will join us on the journey. I wish to share and celebrate your creativity and hope you can share in mine.
I have the joy at living at Three Springs, a farm outside of Melbourne which I share with my wife, Loreto, and my three daughters.
Groups
Pilgrim hosts Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Gaia - The Living Planet and In the Moment and is a member of All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Art of the Middle East, BubbleMania, Dearly Departed, Fine Arts, Flash Fiction, friends of redbubble, Masterpiece: Art, Masterpiece: Photography, My Child's Art, Petshop CS2, Promote Each Other, Realist Traditional Art, RedBubblers, Rural NSW, Sci Fi , Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Six Words Only and Wondrous Workhorses.
Journal Entries
Our Art
Posted about 1 month ago, 9 comments so far.
Judged an Art Competition
Posted 2 months ago, 3 comments so far.
In Beirut
Posted 4 months ago, 7 comments so far.
Art’s Black Heart
Posted 5 months ago, 20 comments so far.
Why Is It?
Posted 5 months ago, 9 comments so far.
Finding a New Artist
Posted 5 months ago, 4 comments so far.
Art and Spirituality
Posted 6 months ago, 17 comments so far.
Writing - again
Posted 6 months ago, 9 comments so far.
Next Publication
Posted 8 months ago, 14 comments so far.
St Nic
Posted 8 months ago, 10 comments so far.
Art
Writing
Waiting
What seems like a beginning may be an end.
Morning Meditation
My self is a twig / On the river of the soul / Returning to the ocean of god / From whence it came
The Kookaburras
When I meditate / The kookaburras laugh.
Who's the Artist?
Standing, looking at an artwork in a gallery recently I found myself asking, who is the artist? At one level the answer is obvious – the person who created the object. But the tricky bit is they may…
The Body
It appeared from around the top of the island. Very classical – face down, arms and legs stuck straight out. It’s hard to say who was the first to see it. It was just a quiet drink’s party on a …
The Story
The story is already written / In the space outside of time / In the silence of easy detachment / We can read it quietly at leisure













