when jake was a baby and i was a self obsessed young man who painted everyday and everywhere we went i would carry his little book and he and i would draw together- while eating driving, flying in jets and sitting around on beaches-
when he was about four years old, i had left him watching a science program about the planets, and had fallen asleep behind him on the couch, while he worked on the coffee table drawing-
when i woke up- he had painted these planets with paint sticks and crayons-
"those are the planets dad-"
i've kept them hung in my living room ever since-
to remind me that if i could ever paint this well i'd be truly one of the greats-
off at art school-
this is what the zen posers call beginners mind and where i try to live everyday but it's so damn hard