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Artist Statement VIII

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Artist Statement VIII.10.0

Wednesday, November 24, 2016

Recent Literary Developments

Yes, my ideas and writings are filled with wisdom, however, nothing.

‘Any’ literary “tone of voice” hardly ever represents “the” real stature or character or person or persona or personality or professional work of ‘any’ “writer’s’ voice,” however, “solemn,” or “sad,” or “depressed,” or “angry,” or “crabby,” or “happy,” or “joyful,” or “funny,” or “hilarious,” or “hopeful” ‘any’ “writer’s’ voice” may or may not “sound” ‘in’ any specific’ capacity or manner to ‘any’ reader, who, wasn’t in ‘any’ “firsthand account” as witness with ‘any’ writer’(s,’) skills utilized as ‘any’ professional “writer’s’ voice” ‘may or may not’ describe or depict in ‘any’ “logical” or “legally” “sound of mind” or “sequential order of events” for which factually and actually did or didn’t correctly occurred on ‘a’ particular date and time in the “correct order” from the factual beginning of events through to the end of events which is “agreed” upon by most or majority parties present; as events do often take place ‘in a matter of seconds’ ‘anything’ may or may not ‘go’ very wrong or not ‘and’ organic biology lives another day “to tell another tale” about “actual” and “correctly” relayed or re-told or conveyed “occurrences of sequence” in events as factually unfolded and witnessed by mostly ‘unbiased’ “firsthand account” witnesses. (Ok. We’ve covered over “the material.”)

We’re done here for now.

Another (1996-2000) one-hundred thousand higher educational literary lesson through and by the means of linguistic rules and logical facets and reasoning intellect and reasonable amount of ethics and wisdom all combined together to show/portray what creation looks like while “molding a cast” of any shape from plaster to bronze. Moving on.

Let’s mature about “classical and modern writing,” America.

Let’s catch up to the Brits in “classical reading,” “language,” and basic and fundamental “mathematics,” and “free music education” in ‘any’ property taxpayers’ collected taxed districts towards specifically “music education” in America’s public schools 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024, 2015 etc., etc., etc. (Etcetera, “etc.,” until the end of time.)

Let’s make rock stars!

Written-out language in the form of “literary arts” or specifically expressed as in any manner of form especially pertaining to “written” linguistics is ‘only’ ‘any’ substance or extended reach from “mathematical” branches in the communications learning tree to further develop personal “mathematical forms” to structure creative outcomes and solutions or style ‘loosely’ based on “musical writing” or “sheet music” or composing or lyricism mostly, anyway, thus the individual writer better know what one writes about well enough to correctly portray any valid agreeable argument or respectful debate in differences in manner of “body language” and “speech” (of any audible type) to persuade others forward and towards one’s gentle and humble and meek viewpoint about saving the oceans’ polluted environment or American litter cleanup.

You go on. I’ll sit right here and rest a while. I’m now 39 years of life and still moving at ‘any” Costa Rican sloth’s pace.

Over here, we’re doing all of the heavy ‘intellectual’ lifting.

Let’s get ‘into the game’ about thinking about leaning over towards compassion’s side for the misunderstandings over basic and difficult and simply incorrectly or improperly “misused” “translated” verbal English words or language as well as fully be “respectful” of the “history of linguistics” and “global languages” since “language” is indeed complex and difficult mathematics, and mathematics is humanity’s ‘only’ way out of the ‘…dirt… to dirt we shall return’ since “‘only’ ‘the meek’ inherit the Earth.” Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir.

Higher intellect or wisdom or insight has deeply taught my intellectual ‘ice as cold’ insight to change or is ‘actually’ changing, right now before my very own eyes, within this recent past week.

This literary change is difficult to pinpoint, exactly what, the epiphany or true realizations are about this writing endeavor.

Aside from the fact the margins continually realign, well. Alignment is important in writing as it also is important with sheet music.

Truly, I, ‘thought’ modern blog/diary/journal entry writing was going to be more about “self-discovery,” or “self-expression,” or “creation,” or “heightened awareness of the human condition” than general cultural and/or societal misprinted online social media’s “fake news” misinformation and corrections for professional fact checkers to “set the record straight” by strict “record keeping” standards.

Rather, modern blog writing is difficult, since, modern writing is more similar to ‘going around a camp site’ and constantly “putting out fires,” filled with public social media’s “fake news” misinformation rather than create/write for the sheer fun and joy of it all!

Yes, writing is my first love ‘and’ will continue to be my love.

From time to time I can get ‘slightly’ aggravated (of course, nothing I can’t handle on my own coping mechanisms) and eventually I may or may not become annoyed at constantly having to go around and do extensive research like a park ranger having to “put out fires,” which aren’t mine to put out in the first place.

The work of correcting online social media’s “fake news” is more similar to the work of most professional commercial editors having to constantly and continually correct news misspellings or incorrect grammar or spell-out the correct first and last names of interviewees or make serious content edits of certain written materials which, even, the most polished materials aren’t ever usually even close or ready for publication which what’s ever, really, ready for publication, anyway?

Hardly any materials or documents ever are ready for publication.

Hardly is writing ever really ready for publication.

The “temperament” or “negative attitude” or “snotty social justification” for ‘a’ divided America is one as though America is in a constant and petulant and inflammatory quasi unjustified and perpetual “state of emergency” with continuous online social media’s “fake news” misinformation.

Intelligent and smart and kind Americans who are mature adults and continually read throughout their adulthood and are taught to be disciplined to be “well-read” and “well-spoken” and with “well-enough” written skills such particular private American citizens and civilians must continually be vigilant about what materials are published or about our cultural outtake, or socio-economic statistics data and correct information or inflation or societal state of affairs in America’s in the form of online massive cyberspace: with criminals who refuse to mature into full adulthood and stand-up for facts and ethical journalism as well cyberspace criminals seem to purposely and with intent to “misguide” or “mislead” Americans is a crime; and such written misinformation is not “factual” or “up-to-date” in mathematical in factual modern sciences and the continual progressive arts.

One of the main reasons as, to, why, my “tone of voice” in writing has sounded ‘somewhat’ “sad,” or “angry,” or “immature,” or “harshly critical,” and “overly judgmental;” is; because my responsibility as a professional nonfiction diarist isn’t to constantly go around and “put out, fires,” or make corrections to modern factual scientific articles or mathematical corrections or statistical corrections or data and informational corrections. No.

No, I’m not the editor of the world. No.

However, I can be the editor of the world yet my fee would be astronomical to correctly correct online social media’s “fake news.”

Such tremendous work is left up to the professional fact checkers to “set the record straight” about facts for the history books.

My professional responsibility as a nonfiction writer isn’t the job of news editors or news content Television producers to constantly “put out fires” unless; even, if, mostly, such professionals don’t wish to do any real responsible day’s work such as intellectually fight back and put into place that for which must be ethically and morally correctly upheld Ut-most sacred to “human integrity” and “human awareness” about “factual situations and events” and “information displayed in correct content and order,” other than copying online social media’s baseless sources after copying online social media’s baseless sources from ‘social media’ “without any clue in the world” if any of the general public information is factual or beneficial for the country to even read in the first place, or correct, or, “set the record straight” and set a professional standard for professionals to abide by ethical means.

Since I don’t want to be anything, like, the main character in “Lawrence of Arabia” then I shall change my “voice in tone” in nonfiction diary/journal/blog entry writing, however.

No, I shan’t change my wisdom in writing.

Yes, my ideas and words and writing are indeed wise nevertheless.

What I do indeed lack: is a “mature” “tone of voice” in writing because nonfiction blog writing is by far much easier to do as ‘a’ form of written genre, written by and from the self as a first-self witness or recorder than other fields of written genres such as factual journalism or factual reporting or mathematical mystery novel writing or (actual) poetry or brilliantly written novels or stage plays or screenplays or screenwriting which indeed and in fact I did write in each genre for about 10 years of school:

Concentrated in the overall artistic genre of Literary Arts and Cinema Studies and wet/digital Photography and the Classics and Poetry: sixteen professional years spent in our field of study and now at mid-level career in the field of mass global communications, as a professional expert specifically about film and video authenticity as well as formerly paid by corporate commercial industry as communications broadcast engineer and mid-level career as former fifteen-year independently run company specifically as documentary filmmaker/director and now as a nonfiction blog writer throughout the last six years of writing from any mature adult private citizens’ viewpoint or privately written and private company non-commercial read journal/diary/blog about sociological happenings and events in culture and society at large.

My main reason for writing is to figure out the overall effect (consequence) of current sociological events and happenings specifically surrounded or based on the socio-economical occurrences, outcomes, and fair based and effective and positive solutions to societal problems related to consequence to that of the actual affect taking place on the ground in taxpayers’ collected taxable lives or lifestyles in spending or saving towards retirement. Whew.

Finally, in many ways I’ve become tired of being a major grouch or crabby or curmudgeonly or ‘somewhat’ bitter or sour grapes about all of the online social media’s “fake news” correction and more corrections which continually must be made on a daily basis since America is incredibly under-educated and misinformed by mass corporate propaganda or inundated by online/internet social media’s ‘fake news.’

Personally, I didn’t set out to become a mass media “watchdog,” since I don’t have the time for the job, however.

Somehow, I ended up in such a serious and important role as mass media Indigenous “watchdog,” even though the job neither holds my interest nor professional responsibility to be a mass media Indigenous “watchdog” or natural “whistle blower.” No.

No, I haven’t deviated from my original path of origins.

Simply, I took a detour to see the sights and lights.

When, responsibility comes to the life of this blog then we, only, have approximately three years left, which aren’t enough years left for me to play, yet, enough years, for me, to leave, here, with my head held high and my shoulders back. Thank you.

Mostly, I spent my time making major and serious cultural corrections since factual modern information is difficult to come by as a modern America, in these troubling times of social media’s “fake news” and misinformation or corporate propaganda or for profit.

Mostly, I don’t care, that, I mostly spent the last 7 years of my life, writing from my alter-ego’s point of view as an 87 year old, crabby die-hard Republican Finn-Jewish-Minnesotan American with “a heart of gold.”

Mainly, I, thought, I, would have more freedom, to express my intrinsic self, however.

Instead, my larger responsibility beyond the scope of my imagination, led me, to do mass media Indigenous “watchdog” work which is some of the most important work to be done in the entire of the world for proper and correct record keep and fact checking.

Nonetheless, I truly don’t enjoy doing any type of mass media Indigenous “watchdog” work, since, most fact checking rests on a complex path towards a tremendously satisfying enterprise of distinctive work still, yet, facts are a tremendous amount of reading and research.

Yes, I must collect my own thoughts and truly, think about what specific path I want to follow to finish out this incredibly wonderful aspect of an overall 20 years of journal entry writing/nonfiction diarist career as well as ‘any’ twenty year avid reader of autobiographies and biographies and scientific journals and health articles.

This journey is almost over, even, if, three years from now seems far away.

For the most part, I’ve fulfilled most of my writing goals even though, I now wish: I would’ve done more “creative writing” than current event corrections.

Either way; I don’t feel emotionally bad about all of the corrections and stories told and writing we’ve done, together, right here as one reader and one journal entry/diarist/blog writer.

As, American humans we’ll be better off and better people for all we’ve done here, and what more we’re about to accomplish.

Writing is thinking: and, thinking, is, difficult work.

To think is to be brilliant and any one can be brilliant as long as humans apply themselves and preserver especially through the most difficult of times in their lives, such as death or illness or disease or difficult economic times throughout 17 years of war.

‘It’ took president-elect, Mr. Donald J. Trump, to show me, what I didn’t want to become as an already beautiful mature adult woman, who, didn’t want to write harsh words or write harsh baseless criticisms of people’s disabilities or women’s looks or the skin color of humans.

‘It’ took president-elect, Mr. Donald J. Trump, for me to come to terms and face-to-face with my deepest emotions when ‘it’ comes to “tone of voice” as an online nonfiction journal/diarist/blog writer.

‘It’ took president-elect to set me on the right path and re-think my “tone of voice,” however, not my writings.

My writings are good shape and in excellent writing condition and ready to go.

Yes, I have many grammatical corrections to make, however.

The words and content do speak for themselves since my words do have a spine to stand on.

Yes, I must make a life changing literary change, however.

No, I don’t know, what type of literary change to make.

Yes, I suppose admitting any of this is change enough, for now, since the fake-pregnancy hormones are steady enough under the influence of doctor prescribed 20mg of Ecitalopram. Cheers.

With All of My Love;

Gabriela

Word Count: 2,449

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement VIII.5

Friday, November 11, 2016

Love

Trumps

Hate

Part II

For the past eighteen months (almost and nearly 2 years) of this recent presidential campaign, the people have been bombarded with negative ads and some presidential candidates’ personal attacks about some of the other presidential campaigners as political opponents.

No, this recent presidential campaign hasn’t been a roller coaster ride by any means or ‘stretch in imagination.’

Let’s not confuse the metaphors or anecdotes.

This recent presidential campaign is ‘a’ disappointment.

The people aren’t throwing their “hands up in the air” and screaming for joy. No.

For the most part, the people are out on the streets, peacefully demonstrating while president-elect “Tweets” late at night about how it’s unfair to him to have the people peacefully assemble and peacefully demonstrate.

The #1 rule to president-elect is no whining, of any type.

The president-elect ought to be quiet about his whining.

The president-elect ought to privately whine to his wife or closest friends or staff or not, however.

The president-elect may not whine to the public about how it’s unfair of the people to take to peaceful assembly against the greatest political disappointment and Russian cyberspace hack attack of all time.

Yes, my “writer’s voice” is at times quite immature (on the page) since I’ve witnessed plenty of American injustice in my day.

Yes, “my writer’s voice” is immature (on the page) since I’ve seen plenty of American violence in my day.

Yes, my “writer’s voice” is somewhat immature in my approach to writing (on this page) since I’ve seen plenty of American starvation and war in my day.

Yes, as any mature and beautiful adult ‘woman of color’ and of extreme intelligence and smarts and kindness I’m allotted for my “writer’s voice” to be immature (at times) since I’m neither any ‘head of state,’ or ‘public figure,’ or ‘political public servant,’ rather I’m extremely mature ‘in person,’ and in life to all people, who, we directly communicate with or otherwise.

No, I’m not as immature as president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump in person or on live-air Television since I’m capable and able to hold my tongue for many years.

Right after 9/11, I held my tongue when Minnesotans were extremely upset against Muslims or Middle Eastern American brothers and sisters.

Yes, two or three years after 9/11; I held my tongue about anti-Muslim opinions and blatantly racist counter debates since I knew better than to get my head bashed-in from the simple freedom to uphold to any valuable opinion as well as anybody else around.

Here, in our backwoods rural country the people seemed ready to lynch anyone, who, as much as looked either culturally “suspicious,” or too different ‘to fit into’ the “all-time American” ‘description’ of what any modern American is or isn’t supposed to look like by definition. What. No way. Why? Need I say more? No.

Yes; I held my tongue; and didn’t debate against the injustices of our Muslims Americans since our American ‘blue collar’ working class stood ready with nearly pitch forks and knives and flames.

Racial tensions ran high.

Nevertheless, if or when rural prejudiced Americans seemed as though rural prejudiced Americans were ready to physically harm anyone, who, remotely looked Muslim or “different,” then I did verbally step in and asked people to please resolve their problems in a constructive or kosher respectful manner or otherwise to please leave the public arena for which is occupied by peaceful people rather than fearful racist brutes ready to strike before giving racism any thought for such baseless hatred.

Yes, I can count on one single hand how many times I’ve had to verbally and aggressively tell men or women to please step away from my physical being or physical space or there would certainly have been some serious consequences between our parties.

No, I don’t literally throw temper-tantrums.

Can you really see me throwing any type of temper-tantrum? Ha! I would laugh at myself.

No, I wouldn’t throw any type of literal temper-tantrum especially not now since daily I’m “high as a kite” on 20mg of Escitalopram and mellow and watching with keen observation all for which has occurred and will occur in the Republic’s democratic system and the public arena.

Yes, my “writer’s voice” is ‘somewhat’ immature since I’m true to form especially true to myself and real and human and imperfect and constantly developing new ideas and established opinionated stances depending on new and developing information as well as learning new mathematical and factual modern science and the arts’ constructive classical knowledge each day in productive measures and academic in nature and valuable to human development in psychological and spiritual definitions of the true human condition as far as the heart’s depth is concerned where the spirit, mind and soul and intellect and compassion meet and create innovation to change the entirely new set-course and trajectory of the globe’s intellect, kindness and smarts.

Yes, my “writer’s voice” is allotted to be ‘somewhat’ immature since I don’t represent any type of large body of people looking for me to be the leader of the “Free World.”

Yes, my “writer’s voice” may get away with being ‘somewhat’ of a whiner and complainer and negative in written language, however, I’m not to ever be disrespectful in manner or form and definitely not while I personally and directly face-to-face communicate with another person. Absolutely not.

According to free press royalty as she understands blogs to be written from any writer’s “alter-ego” viewpoint which she is correct to understand such deeply complex difficult aspects to nonfiction blog writing.

My “writer’s voice’s” “alter-ego” is my Grandfather Mr. Al Long, who, was not only the crabbiest curmudgeonly old Republican Minnesota Finn-Jewish American man, who, had had enough of American starvation and enough of impoverished American economics and enough of American ‘abuse of power’ and enough of American violence still, yet, my Grandfather had ‘a heart of gold’ and put many young people through four year college educations and gave people money for food and housing and mainly education.

When our family attended the funeral service for my Grandfather Mr. “curmudgeon” Al Long most people silently wept and spoke on end about what a great man Al had been to them even though my grandfather had a tendency to be gruff and rough in manner of speech and form yet my grandfather Al always made the right decision by taking care of his community and village or neighborhood of family and friends and neighbors.

Even though “Grandpa Al” was the ‘grumpiest’ person I’d ever met, my grandfather was also the most genuinely sweet and kind person no matter how or what or ‘when the chips were down.’

This blog/diary/journal space is for me to let out many of my “writer’s voice’s” cultural and social and political frustrations without harming anyone much less myself or the memory of “Grandpa Al” as he was known around the neighborhood.

This is a space for my “writer’s voice” ‘to come into ‘its’ own’ or not. No pressure.

This isn’t a space for my “writer’s voice” to write essays or collegiate papers or even constructive papers or school papers. No.

This is writing practice for novels and screenwriting and ultimately to write poetry at a master level.

This is a space for my “writer’s voice” to be any mature modern adult addressing all manner of issues and concerns as I see fit and proper to present issues as issues must be addressed in the form of conversational subject matter.

Sometimes addressing issues means following the voice of a generation or the tune of a nation no matter how unreasonable or disagreeable or unbearable or destructive or pretentious or unsightly or wrong the tune may or may not be off key.

This is a safe space for my “writer’s voice” to make ‘itself’ clearly known as ‘I’ think about many different topics of conversation or discussion or debate.

This is a safe space for my “writer’s voice” to be guarded from all harm.

This is a safe space for my “writer’s voice” to write from my alter-ego’s viewpoint about any subject matter I may fancy to address about the world.

This is a safe space for my “writer’s voice” for to be free to be uncensored me.

This is a safe space for my “writer’s voice” to write about how much my “writer’s voice” sometimes whines when I write about any subject matter in particular crimes or corporate thievery or humanitarian crises or domestic challenges about war abroad.

The reason why my “writer’s voice” is ever as open as “an open book” might be about how my “writer’s voice” is ‘somewhat’ of a whiner or frustrated private citizen’s voice is because what American isn’t ‘somewhat’ of a whiner or frustrated private citizen and civilian.

Yes, I’m free to write as I see fit especially from my “writer’s voice’s” curmudgeon “alter-ego’s” viewpoint.

Nonetheless, I’m in no way or means capable or able, or allowed to whine outside of my “writer’s voice” either in our home or in front of others or in any public forum or any presidential election voting booth if, I were to run for president which it’s not possible for me to run for president since I was literally born on Costa Rican soil.

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Not ever before…

Not ever before have I felt as vulnerable as I do now with our president-elect’s corrupt Russian cyberspace attacks imposed upon the American voting system yet I’m not ‘personally’ worried for the Americans’ safety since the ‘national debt’ hasn’t ever knocked on our front door as Larry King likes to joke about the ‘national debt’ and hopefully neither will president-elect nor anybody else for such matter unless welcomed and invited over to socialize and relax and ‘hang out.’

There’s some uneasiness in the air yet nothing we can’t overcome or get over.

Not ever before have I felt as vulnerable as Muslim-Americans or Mexican-Americans must feel each and most single days of their lives while living in America.

As of this moment I now realize how culturally unsteady or racially unstable and racist America actually is with all of racist uneducated or undereducated hatred of each other as American brothers and sisters united under one nation by our Republic’s democratic judicial laws.

It’s difficult to pinpoint what exactly feels or seems vulnerable other than the potential dismantling of excellent policies already put into place for the safeguard and safekeeping of our people’s health care benefits such as the Affordable Healthcare Act or basic Constitutional Rights and Freedoms and Civil Liberties.

One of the main reasons my “writer’s voice” is ‘somewhat’ of a whiner is because I’ve seen and witnessed the blatant racial discrimination and physical violence against Mexican-Americans and Muslim-Americans and other Americans of minority heritage or birthright or color or creed or religious practice.

One of the main reasons why my “writer’s voice” is ‘somewhat’ of a whiner, or ‘somewhat’ of a complainer or ‘somewhat’ defensive is because I know all, too, well the many fractions (parts) ‘of’ and/or ‘about’ global history and mostly human history doesn’t turn out well especially in time of war.

History seems to tell the tale about how ideologically the American Civil War isn’t quite or fully completely over in the United States of America due to whatever racist or enslaving excuses about humans’ pigmentation.

The south seems to be completely ideologically removed from the rest of modern civilization as we see progress moving forward rather than backwards.

Racism seems as though if, violence were up to racism or to the racist south then by choice Americans would still lynch black men (Oh, wait, America does lynch black men in the form of police murder.).

Racism seems as though if, violence were up to racism or to the racist south then America would still sit at ‘black or white’ only lunch counters as well as segregated bathrooms for ‘whites and blacks’ only.

What is it about the racist south for which seems to believe the socio-economics of America, ought to be fixed, by, only, one single individual in the form of the president?

What is it about the racist south, for which doesn’t seem to be able to quietly and with order enter the 21^st century of progressive, technological online business and equality and fairness for all?

What is it about the racist south for which continues to look backwards to Industrialization rather than advanced technologies?

What is it about the bitter racist south?

What is it about the racist south?

What is it, about the racist south for which seems to refuse an open mind or broader mind and kindness to let go of America’s racist and enslaved past?

Whenever I feel uneasy then I’m capable to become vulnerable and whenever I feel ‘vulnerable’ then I’m known to get extremely quiet or possibly my “writer’s voice” turns ‘defensive’ to cover up my deeper vulnerabilities as a thinking human since I feel a great racial divide while living and working and having fun in America.

Personally, America as a nation hasn’t ever felt completely ‘safe’ especially not as a woman of color, however.

Now, with this new president-elect I’m only ‘scared’ and not ‘frightened’ of how ‘the tide will turn’ against the American people, who, might possibly give themselves more of an excuse and freedom to speak openly bigoted or blatantly racist remarks while in public and out in the open public forum or arena which is inacceptable.

No, I can’t believe Mr. Donald J. Trump is president-elect.

For eighteen months of a campaign trail, Mr. Trump has professed about how Mr. Trump will build the next “Berlin Wall” between the United States and Mexico even though our beloved friends and families live and work and play in Mexico.

Mr. Trump spoke about how Mr. Trump thinks “all” Mexican men are rapists and murderers.

Mr. Trump spoke about placing a ban on ‘all’ global Muslims from entering our American borders whether Muslims are refugees or not.

Mr. Trump illustrated how Mr. Trump literally ‘made fun’ of people with disabilities. Mr. Trump literally mocks people with disabilities.

Mr. Trump openly spoke about the personal and private physical bodies of women as Mr. Trump berated women for what professional women wore and how on a scale from 1 to 10, Mr. Trump judges the appearances of women.

Mr. Trump has not only proved to be a temper-tantrum figurative child also ‘immature’ and ‘insincere’ and ‘mean-spirited’ in Mr. Trump’s spoken campaign rhetoric which is a great way to know any man’s heart especially when blatant racism or prejudice or discrimination pertains to the overall ‘safety’ of “all” American private citizens and civilians which Mr. Trump not once during Mr. Trump’s presidential campaign indicated Mr. Trump would indeed keep Americans from harm and with safe keep.

Personally, I do believe anything ‘public figures’ communicate in ‘open forums’ or public is truly how the candidates feel or actually think about the acute world political candidates live in.

Personally, I shan’t completely blame the free press.

How did the free press let any of the above mentioned concrete examples get a lot of airtime or press time?

How did the free press allow for any bigot to get much broadcasted airtime without paying for the airtime?

How did the free press allow for any bigot to go on and on about Mr. Trump’s hate speech and hate rhetoric?

The free press must be ‘somewhat’ corrupt or lost with their big corporate money to allow for such abominable bigotry to be allowed to be spoken in ‘the public’ sphere or arena.

To be heard by tens of millions of people, who, are just as scared by a woman of color as responsible and polite as me, who, on a daily basis makes the bed military style, cares for our canine’s needs, takes in the mail, washes dishes, launders wash, and writes, reads and researches, yet, to not be ‘scared’ of Mr. Trump must be delusion on a grand massive scale of some type. Who drank the Kool-aid? Who went down the rabbit hole?

Personally, I believe racists and bigots and discriminatory people and white supremacists and hate-speakers are simply people who are “afraid” of other multi-cultural people and multi-cultural people’s Constitutional Rights and Freedoms and Civil Liberties.

The overall appearance of racial discrimination as it were to seem as though ‘white’ or ‘poor’ working Americans want and demand for their Constitutional Rights and Freedoms as long as other minority Americans either starve or continue to be economically tortured by the Wall Street system of hovering corporate lobbyist vultures as ‘strange bedfellows’ with Congress in a deep disillusionment about ineffective 1980’s “Trickledown Effect’s” crude ancient economic structure rather than economic balance and fair trade and free medical benefits to America’s workers by giving American workers ‘a leg up’ in the world by simply providing the basic freedoms from need of want.

Yes, I do believe the elections were “rigged,” however, not as one would expect in the form of governance.

Personally, I can’t believe the free press took the bait.

The free press will have much to answer for what took place here amongst this present presidential election 2016.

The free press is indeed emotionally stunted in intellectual growth in a sense that free press media doesn’t seem to defend social rules or high debate standards or proper rhetoric or respectful speech basics to examine anyone’s highest moral and ethical character towards candidates’ possible journey to the White House.

The free press allowed for any bigot to publically and openly speak about any candidates’ deepest racism and discrimination of Americans and American refugees and American immigrants.

The free press seems misled or lost since ‘no one’ truly ever places any bully or bigot anywhere near any place of power (unless proven by character) during the presidential campaign elections otherwise now America is held hostage by any racist for president-elect, Mr. Trump.

Okay. No sweat off my back.

The free press doesn’t answer to me or any other American private citizen or civilian, however.

The free press will have to do some serious intrinsic professional soul searching since most of the free press has disappointed the people and have now left Americans holding a bigot’s bag.

What the free press doesn’t seem to understand is the free press doesn’t have the same liberties of expression or creative license as most independent writers do or other creative types do.

The free press is supposed to be professional at all cost.

When the free press deals with any blatant bigot then the responsibility is definitely the free press media’s job and work to point out to the people that the people may get physically harmed or possibly killed by the manner in which any bigot publically speaks or wishes to lead with bigotry.

What do you think Hitler was?

Hitler was a fascist bigot and racist and the people of Germany and Hitler’s mass media propaganda machine (of the time) allowed for Hitler to be as racist and bigoted as Hitler wished to be to the extent to which Hitler downright in cold blood murdered about 35,000 (thirty-five thousand) Jews during WWII.

Yes, I’m ‘scared’ of Hitler II’s possible encampment camps.

Yes, for most of my life: I’ve already known that if any type of bigoted Hitler was elected into the White House then possibly Americans may face America’s collected ethos in concentration camps.

Yes, the free press will keep any ‘close eye’ on Mr. Trump the bigot-elect.

Mr. Trump isn’t going anywhere and neither are we.

Mr. Trump will stay and must prove Mr. Trump is actually a man of character and morals and values otherwise I’m ‘somewhat’ concerned about Mr. Trump’s safety.

How did America allow for Hitler II to get into office?

Yes, I do basically or in general feel fleetingly ‘vulnerable’ anytime I apply myself to think and write, however.

This feeling today is a different type of vulnerability for which I do feel ‘defensive’ about the general racial hatred of any modern American voter’s spirit.

Yes, I can’t believe the free press left America hanging by the free press’s threat.

Word Count: 3,375

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement VIII.2

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Love

Trumps

Hate

Part I

Dearest Americans;

Hello.

We want to extend our reach to the American people and let Americans know we haven’t gone anyplace.

We’re still here.

We’ll continue to be here for many more presidential elections and four year terms.

Perhaps, this week we’re ‘a bit’ sleep deprived from this stunning and surprising presidential election’s outcome on Tuesday night/morning for which we went to bed at 3:30am and woke up at 6:30am then went to work at 11:30am.

We’re still ‘dragging our feet’ into Thursday afternoon.

We’re right here.

We’ll be right here through president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump’s first 3 years in public office hence this blog/journal/diary will be completely finished forever before Mr. Trump’s first term is completely over when we’ll switch over to the podcast for an entire decade of speech work.

We’re not going anywhere since we have much work to accomplish and advance prosperity forward towards new horizons.

Be not afraid of one’s country.

Be not afraid of one’s nation.

Be not afraid of one’s president-elect.

Be not afraid of each other.

Be not afraid of one’s neighbors.

Be not afraid of one’s co-workers.

Be not afraid of one’s family members and closest friends.

American people must refuse to be afraid of mislead ideological dark notions about hard working American people who look to peace and fairness and economic prosperity to keep American private citizens and civilians from any and all harm or injury or disgrace or disrespect or humiliation.

Americans don’t necessarily have to accept the entire disillusioned concept of president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump, however, Americans must accept the Republic’s democratic system.

Americans don’t have to like the realities of president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump, however.

Americans must comply by the overall majority vote.

The People Chose.

The People Spoke.

The People Voted.

The People must deal with their majority vote.

Americans may or may not ‘be’ scared, however, Americans must not be ‘afraid’ of elections’ consequences.

We’ll be here through it all.

We refuse to become ex-patriots since there’s much to be accomplished and much to get organized as well as much to keep in legal order for our country and nation and the people’s Constitutional Rights and Freedoms and Civil Liberties.

Even though upon these pages my “writer’s voice” is to mature as quickly as possible, I want our readers to understand we know our basic laws and if we don’t then our team of attorneys do know the basic law better than we do, ourselves.

We shan’t be allowed to be potentially imprisoned or bullied by what we write or express here today or any other day.

We’ll not only safeguard our Civil Liberties’ integrity and our Constitutional Rights and Freedoms also we’ll go as far as utilizing our Constitutional Rights and Freedoms for the benefit and good of the American people who read my words, our words, since I’m not here, alone.

As American voters we hold serious power over any president-elect or future presidents or possible future tyrants or racists or extremists or power-hungry Nazis or any petulant fascists or cultural pettiness or hate crimes or hate speech or white supremacists since Americans uphold to our American Constitutional Rights and Freedoms and Civil Liberties and Judiciary Laws.

No, I shan’t be ‘sticking out my neck’ to get it chopped off.

No, I won’t go out of my way to be mean-spirited or disrespectful towards Mr. Donald J. Trump, however.

If, the president-elect were to require any assistance getting out a huge object from his behind then the American people will be here to fully help him pull it out since it’s Americans’ right as private citizens and civilians to ‘point out’ when any leader is blatantly wrong or heading down the wrong path away from the people’s needs or wants or prosperity or legal rights.

No, I shan’t “take one for the team” since taking any blow or violence for a team is not only any real disgrace or any great ‘abuse of power,’ however.

If any of America’s ‘stand-up comics,’ or ‘reporters,’ or ‘journalists,’ or ‘public speakers,’ or ‘activists’ were ever to go missing or disappear by the possible hand of Mr. Donald J. Trump or his ‘cronies’ then there’ll be legal consequences to pay for Mr. Donald J. Trump’s corruption and Mr. Trumps’ staff’s or cabinet’s corruption.

No, I shan’t ‘go out on a limb’ since I don’t ‘hang out’ with pirates.

No, I shan’t get easily ‘persecuted’ since I’m a woman and a woman of color and legally married and a telecommunicating working private citizen and civilian nonfiction writer and property owner to our lovely humble Homestead property.

No, I shan’t make any threats against anybody.

My body’s much, too, tired and I’m far, too, sleep-deprived to care to make any threats of any type.

Threats are illegal to make.

The main aspect I’m to prove here in this little bit of ‘somewhat’ ESL cohesive writing is that we’re not ‘afraid’ of the present or future either with or without president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump and his ‘cronies.’

Mr. Donald J. Trump and Mr. Trump’s ‘cronies’ sit exactly where the American people need them to be which is up close and extremely personal and exposed for the entire world to witness such disgrace.

If another “Bridge Gate” were to occur under the possible presidential power of Donald J. Trump with his ‘crony’ New Jersey Governor Chris Christie then the entire world’s carefully watching to impeach any president whether ‘white’ or ‘black’ or democratic or republican.

Americans aren’t ‘afraid’ of any ‘fear-mongering’ elections or political parties or possible future corruption. Nope.

Americans have been here through two former Bush presidents.

Donald J. Trump ought to be right in time and on schedule for one term and four years of nothing except acute insurmountable scrutiny from ‘anybody’ and ‘anyone’ especially the free press.

Blessed be Freedom of Free Press.

Blessed be Freedom of Speech.

Blessed be Freedom of Expression.

Blessed be Freedom of Peaceful Assembly.

Blessed be Thee.

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No, I’m not ‘afraid’

Of president-elect

Mr. Donald J. Trump

No, I don’t ‘fear’ president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump.

Most definitely I do hold some serious concerns and reservations about the maturity of president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump.

Mr. Donald J. Trump seems as ‘immature’ as my “writer’s voice” does when I get angry or verbally lash out (not literally physically) which I’m not even willing to risk a run for the White House since I wasn’t born on American soil and I don’t always mind my manners against potential or possible cultural or social tyrants.

No, I shan’t hold my “writer’s voice’s” skill back since it’s the most valuable developed creative asset I own.

No, I shan’t set down my plume since it’s the most valuable asset I have.

Most of my personal concerns and reservations have to do about whether Mr. Donald J. Trump is mature enough as an adult man ‘not to’ kidnap or imprison or ‘secretly’ possibly murder any of the bodies or entities of the free press or entertainment field.

The possible murder or kidnapping of the free press is any legitimate concern and reservation set aside by civilians since Mr. Donald J. Trump seems to ‘despise’ or pretends to ‘hate’ the free press as much as Mr. Trump does seem to ‘hate’ the Republican Party.

It would be extremely wrong of Mr. Donald J. Trump to either intimidate or kidnap or imprison or secretly murder any of the Free Press.

The responsibility to keep Mr. Donald J. Trump ‘in line’ will be the responsibility of the free press to uphold Mr. Donald J. Trump’s immaturity at bay and keep him on Pointe about politics and correct protocol as well as continued respect for and about the free press since most Americans, who, do work forty hours per week don’t work as free press journalists or reporters therefore professional free press must get home in time for supper and a bed time story to read to their children after the free press does they duty and excellent job to keep the Americans informed of any corrupt schemes or political crimes.

As Latino American citizens and civilians, Americans don’t want to have to live through another Chavez. No. (Not ever again.)

Seriously, one of the wealthiest of families is now voted into the American president-elect position of the United States of America which means America is definitely a plutocratic nation run by a wealthy family which is the Latino story of most countries in Central America and South America thus Latino Americans aren’t ‘afraid’ of a long history of intimidation or kidnappings or ‘secret’ murders of the free press or freelance independent journalists or reporters.

Our Latino intellectuals and political advocates and Latino press do go missing in Central and South America and either reporters or journalists end up missing or possibly murdered or dead on top of heaps of piles of garbage mounds therefore Americans’ main concern now is that America will be run by the wealthiest of plutocratic oligarchy families.

Will our intellectuals or political advocates or free press members possibly get snatched off the streets and kidnapped or go missing or get illegally murdered for ‘any’ written words free press must convey to the American people or report or cover data during the reign of Donald J. Trump?

Let’s get it out in the open:

No, this writing isn’t about me.

No, this writing isn’t about me since I’m an ‘unknown’ entity. I’m legally considered an American private citizen and civilian writer nonfiction diarist therefore by law I’m legally allotted to write and talk about any subject matter or material I want to write about or express about.

Any subject matter is for fodder.

No, this writing hasn’t ever been about me.

These diary entries are about America’s modern nation.

Yes, I intend to observe and write and record down our present history since such any literally discipline is the dutiful and justifiable aspects to a loving and respectful life for me as a nonfiction journal writer to do and become a better writer due to writing about difficult content in context to how it applies to present day Americans.

This writing today is about the free press.

Americans need to know or be notified by the free press if or ever president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump were to get upset or ‘ashamed,’ or ‘humiliated,’ or ‘embarrassed’ by any of Mr. Trump’s mistakes magnified for the world to see and watch.

Americans must be notified by the free press if Mr. Trump will ‘throw’ any literal temper tantrums then possibly turn into a ‘full blown’ tyrant and try to professionally hurt or injure the free press members, or America’s greatest ‘stand-up comics’ or ‘comedians’ to be imprisoned in the ‘Tower of London’ simply due to the fact that most likely Mr. Trump will require to satisfy and quench Mr. Trump’s ‘anger’ or ‘pettiness’ by ‘possibly’ kidnapping or imprisoning free press members?

The first illegal wrong Mr. Trump does then Mr. Trump will most definitely be watched by a magnifying glass and burned with criticism for his intolerable arrogant ignorance of mostly any subject matter.

For a person as ‘touchy’ or as ‘sensitive’ or as “thinned skinned” or ‘immature’ a person as Mr. Trump is now, then how intellectually well-equipped is Mr. Trump to deal with Mr. Trump’s ‘immature’ antics or ‘inconsiderate’ emotions in which Mr. Trump seems to take just about anything ‘personally’ when nothing’s about Mr. trump or has anything to do about Mr. Trump.

The United States of America isn’t about one president and their four year term of election. No.

The United States of America is about the nation and the people’s safety and safe keep.

Mr. Trump seems to be the Ut-most ‘immature’ person to ever be elected president of the United States of America.

The immaturity of any president-elect has nothing to do with the possible governing of our nation, however.

Most likely the way any qualified adult governs has much to do with the ‘gravity’ or ‘gravitas’ of any professionally qualified persons’ ‘maturity’ and political experience and great consideration and wide range imagination for what other people have either gone through in their lives or are going through in the midst of conflicts, challenges and mishaps and illness or disease.

The president-elect’s immaturity says a lot about the immaturity of our nation.

There’s much ‘angst’ and desire to have ‘someone’ or ‘anyone’ ‘fix’ the Americans’ problems of ‘income inequality’ or ‘income disparity’ thus and therefore Americans voted for Mr. Trump, who, did in fact and indeed inherited his fortune and hasn’t held a forty hour workweek in one single day of his life.

My “educated guess” is mostly Americans, who, voted for president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump are people who feel ‘disenfranchised,’ or ‘lost,’ or ‘angry,’ or ‘immature,’ or ‘frustrated,’ or ‘forgotten’ by economics thus Americans voted with Americans’ ‘middle finger.’ Alright.

The ‘figurative’ or ‘literal’ ‘middle finger’ isn’t ‘utilized’ to ‘finger’ or ‘grope’ away at the “pussy” of our Republic’s democracy. No.

The ‘middle finger’ is ‘a’ strong gesture for which one ‘utilizes’ in the ‘open streets’ whenever pedestrians ‘almost’ and/or ‘nearly’ ‘get’ run down or over by either cars or taxis or busses.

The ‘middle finger’ is when someone tells pedestrians to “fuck off” from the distance and safety of any drivers’ car or vehicle.

The ‘middle finger’ is ‘a’ gesture for which Americans utilize in person when Americans want to prove fierce and independently spirited and minded and willing to ‘give’ the ‘middle finger’ to drivers from ‘a’ ‘safe’ distance of each other.

The ‘middle finger’ isn’t for the casting of any ballot.

The ‘middle finger’ isn’t ‘utilized’ for ‘any’ possible (‘probable’) political (‘biased’) ‘effectiveness’ when nothing else seems to go the people’s way.

The ‘middle finger’ isn’t ‘political’ which is literally translatable into the ‘the word’ ‘biased.’

The ‘middle finger’ is national “social consciousness” (awareness, realization, notice, perception.)

The ‘middle finger’ isn’t what American do in order to be heard by motorists.

The ‘middle finger’ isn’t ‘any’ manner ‘to get’ what Americans want. No.

Well, if ‘anything’ president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump will need to prove as a requirement to his ‘maturity’ as an adult man above all else.

It’ll be impressive and magnificent to witness president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump show he’s actually ‘any’ fully mature adult male since for nearly the past two years, Mr. Trump hasn’t shown much indication of such adulthood ‘maturity’ throughout Mr. Trump’s presidential campaign.

Let’s ‘move on’ America.

We’ve got our sleeves rolled up and ready to get to work.

We live for each day.

We live and ‘let’ leave.

We do ‘live’ the life, we love.

America, right along with Mr. Donald J. Trump will need to be required to prove to be more ‘mature’ than simply hurling out insults at debating presidential candidate opponents or tell presidential candidate opponents that Mr. Trump might possibly ‘imprison’ Mr. Trump’s debate presidential candidate opponents or literally spout verbal temper tantrums whenever responsibilities of the more dire consequence in debate and speech didn’t work out as planned by Mr. Donald J. Trump or Mr. Trump’s campaign trail staff or others in the clown car. Ha!

We’ve got our popcorn ready for this clown show.

Bring it!

[Americans ‘ain’t’ ever been afraid of 'no' nothin’ especially ‘no’ ‘big city slicker’ from ‘no’ New York City or ‘some big city place like that' walking around like the ‘King of Spain’ with ‘no’ hair and only a wig to wear or ‘orange faced’ or 'somethin'.’.]

Word Count: 2,616

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement VIII.0

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

The American People Chose

Yes, I freely and willingly did cast a ballot and voted for Mrs. Hillary Rodham Clinton as of yesterday’s presidential election: November 8, 2016.

No, nobody ‘paid’ me any money or exchanged or gave or traded ‘personal favors’ to have me cast a ballot and vote for Mrs. Hillary Rodham Clinton.

No, I don’t ever know who I’m voting ‘for’ until about 24hours before Election Day.

Yes, I vote as a Costa Rican.

Always, I know I’m going to vote, however.

Hardly ever do I know, who, to vote for until Election Day while privately voting for a presidential candidate behind the voting booth’s curtain.

Congratulations to Mr. Donald J. Trump, President-elect.

P.S. “Lawrence of Arabia” is a great tale and story and film.

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Love

Trumps

Hate

Begins

Trump

Trumps

Trump

“All Lives Matter”

“Keep calm and carry on.”

Please, nobody panic.

Please, no mass hysteria.

Americans are a cool bunch.

Americans are ‘cool as cucumbers.’

Americans are ‘cool’ while under pressure.

Americans are ‘indifferent’ to many aspects of politics and religion since neither have ‘anything’ to do with Americans’ economics ever since there’s hardly barely been ‘any’ cash to be seen ‘on hand’ or enough money to go around in the form of ‘fair wages,’ or ‘fair labor union trades,’ to keep workers’ ‘compensations’ and ‘astute’ wages and ‘excellent’ benefits and pensions safe-guarded.

Yes, Americans will graciously ‘keep calm and carry on’ and concede to the notion about how Mr. Donald J. Trump is now president-elect as of November 9, 2016.

Please, nobody panic since there’s no reason to panic.

We’ve been here since the era of Mr. Ronald Reagan in the 1980’s in which most working class Americans starved throughout the decade of the 1980’s.

We’ve been here since the era of former president Bush #1 and the first Iraqi war back in 1992.

We’ve been here since the era of Mr. Bill Clinton and his personal indiscretions after 1996.

We’ve been here since the era of former president Bush #2 and ‘Cheney’ and his war-mongering private contractors and business ‘cronies.’

We’ve been here since the era of our current, 2016 President, ‘He Who Shan’t Be Named’ (America’s first black and white (mixed race) and nearly two full terms and continued siege in Iraq, Afghanistan and Yemen and Liberia ever since March 2011 when Assad’s Regime began “strikes” and warfare against Syria’s private citizens and civilian populations.

Americans know all, too, well the days of Nixon and water gate.

The days of Hoover and The Great Depression.

The days of…

Please, don’t despair.

To despair is to turn one’s back upon one’s own humanity.

Word Count: 460

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Written Addition:

Date:

(Tuesday, November 8, 2017.)

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Happy Election Day!!!

Yes, the presidential elections are ‘rigged.’ (Correction.)

Finally last night and the night before I slept 8 hours each night and once again I feel like my old cranky, undecided, secure and crabby alter-ego self.

Twice per year this silly daylight savings time makes me feel off beat and throws my entire sleeping schedule off course.

We get alert and awake super early since we think we might be late for anything until we settle back into a comfortable sleeping routine once more in the weeks to come.

Anyway, we’re ready to vote this morning.

~~~

As we sat down to dinner last night at 9:00pm for the last time I asked Eric who he was voting for the following morning.

Eric said he was voting for Mrs. Hillary Rodham Clinton.

Since this recent presidential campaign has been an aggressive one and shallow presidential political campaign without any talk about the policies pertaining to 99% of Americans then I still don’t know what any of the Democratic or Republican presidential candidates stand for as far as and specifically what policies are concerned and spotlighted well forward towards humanitarian reform.

Alas, I vote for whomever Eric votes for.

While we dined we watched Mr. Bill Mayer’s Friday night show and Mr. Bill Mayer’s show confirmed we ought to vote for Mrs. Rodham Clinton thus we are.

Here we go to vote!

Get out the vote.

America, let’s vote.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

P.S. Truly, I only get out and vote to receive a sticker and to be able to complain about politics for the next four years. HA!

Word Count: 459 + 289 (Addition) = 748

Artist Statement VII

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Constructive Criticism

1990-2000

Really, I ought to quickly look up the definition of “constructive criticism.”

However, I won’t.

Not doing research in this very moment isn’t because I’m lazy about research. No. Au contraire.

Writing above all other disciplinary art forms is one of the most complex and possibly one of the most meticulous of all other disciplines.

To write requires any great deal of mathematics involved.

To even be considered “descent” enough to publically communicate through the written word as any kind and smart and intelligent and fully cerebrally developed and medically proven to be non-mentally ill mature adult private citizen and civilian “working professional” “expert” and Nonfiction writer in our line of work and industry is a tall order and one’s quite capable of such excellent standards to continually move forward and improve upon what’s already been done.

This piece of writing is about memory.

To remember and recall what I was taught in both public and private Caucasian institutions of higher learning from the seventh grade (1990) when we studied about “constructive criticism” as a subject matter to my senior year in undergraduate studies at the university.

In 7^th grade we studied about “constructive criticism” as any well developed definition in concept and construct in shape and form.

Furthermore, we studied about “constructive criticism” in realistic function like any other equation or theorem or theory to be proven correctly and factually so.

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Either language stands on its own two feet and language makes sense or language doesn’t make sense and language buckles under the pressure of nonsense.

Gibberish is for the birds.

My adult Jewish women friends who are kind and smart and intelligent mature people will point with their pointer fingers and whole heartedly laugh out loud in public when any person speaks gibberish as well as such lovely women ought to point with their pointer finger and publically laugh out loud since gibberish’s really funny to listen to anyone speak gibberish because it’s nonsensical and dumb.

(I would know about gibberish spoken English since I’m multi-lingual and “English as a Second Language” adult.

I, too, laugh at my stupid English and quickly correct my written and spoken grammar to prove I can because I’m kind and smart and intelligent unless under the influence of Oxycontin (summers 2010, 2012) which I’ve sworn off Oxycontin for life because Oxycontin can make mush out of one’s brains. I did tend to speak as though I’d had a stroke and I lived under water when I spoke for those two summers. Not good. Not good at all.

Oxycontin doesn’t take care of specific pain like internal organ pain such as the colon or bladder pain from uterine fibroids pushing against internal organs.

Mainly what Oxycontin is, is extreme dosages of alcohol in a pill (Oxycontin is considered the “poor man’s heroin”) pumped directly into the bloodstream 24/7 or until the prescription runs out, hopefully, sooner than later.

In my own personal experience: under the influence of the lowest dosage of Oxycontin on half a tablet I would exhibit continuously and totally drunk like symptoms:

Although I was prescribed 1 to 2 tablets every four to six hours for pain. No way. I only took half a pill per day, every twenty-four hours. Otherwise…I’d get sick to my stomach.

If I would’ve taken what was prescribed I would’ve most likely or possibly passed out because Oxycontin does get one extremely intoxicated without the calories.)

~~~

Since I’m neither any type of professional teacher nor professor then I may freely write as any private citizen and civilian “working professional” “expert” and Nonfiction writer mature adult to communicate in the form of a Nonfictional blog as a publically literary written account and record of this era and space, time continuum. Yes.

(We’ll leave quantum physics to another blog for another day. Intergalactic physics is one of my favorite subjects to consider since I’m a “layperson” specifically about mostly and any and/or all science after ten straight years of science courses I still can’t figure out most science.

However, mathematics is the key to factual science thus I stay with mathematics since I use mathematics each and every single day of my life. Not one single day passes by in which I don’t use mathematics in my daily life. I use math for almost anything. )

Nonetheless, science journals are some of my favorite literature to read since all I know is I know nothing. (A Buddhist saying; no pun intended, of course not.) No, I don’t practice Buddhism nor do I pray to Buddha.

However, I include Buddha in my daily atheist Lord’s Prayer since most modern Caucasian Buddhists I’ve ever met have been some of the most physically violent and emotionally cruel people thus I stay far away from Buddhists and/or “wanna-be” Hippies of any type and/or any type of nudist colonies or sex-addicts or sexual bartering of resources in some communities and/or orgy communes and/or any type of corrupt systems for which doesn’t pay above board taxes for better and more reliable factual information in public school textbooks such as real mathematics and factual science instead of creationism.

Our taxes matter because our local public school districts matter.

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What’s all of this well-enough and decently constructed English sentences leading up to?

These well-enough and decently constructed English sentences lead up to moral dedication to develop English into a more modern and peaceful and tactful and beautifully and cohesively unified well spoken and well dictated language for the betterment of all private citizens and civilians to do away with social caste systems or social class divides and to work as one united peaceful team of civic mathematicians to learn highly sociable equations and well functioning outcomes and healthy and peaceful humanity inclusive of all of our brothers and sisters of the animal kingdom as well as our own species.

Violence and war and fear and enslaved human trafficking went out of style with the 1980’s.

What do I mean to say?

I mean to express good and great and excellent language opens up doors and windows and lets in fresh air.

Excellent language is constructively positive since it allows for solutions to climb inside and nestle in the inertia of positive and progressive change and intelligent thoughts and kind concepts and smart constructs.

There’s no such difficult challenge for which cannot be peacefully dealt with through “constructive criticism” respectful communication and/or equal diplomacy and deep breaths and calm attitude towards all parties involved.

In order to give “constructive criticism” then one must hold the best of intentions towards others to catapult the evolutionary development of human language into a strong facet of humanitarian ingenuity and future technological and medical advancements to ease the suffering and pain of different species as well as the human species.

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Constructive Criticism is:

“Constructive criticism” is to best benefit the intellectual outcome of any linguistic or literary challenge or rhetorical communications problem for which requires any constructive solution to better respectfully communicate mostly any semiotics (visual symbols in representation for example pedestrian signs.)

“Constructive criticism” is able to will the all mighty intellectual power to step forward as any kind humble human and to peacefully and equally offer smart argumentation for equally positive and negative points for why or why not, or, how or how not, language works, and what could possibly work better or best above all other literary or rhetorical solutions or possibly more analytical thought process and in-depth analysis must go up for further consideration to already structured language or possibly do nothing, status quo until any other better solution presents itself. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is the intelligent and most humbling ability to have learned and to have memorized how to spontaneously recognize the very basic from intermediate to more advanced linguistic rules in language structure for which applies to developed systems in verbal speech or to utilize the written word to more cohesively make better sense while conveying anything in real time or not to another human being (while outside of one’s brains) through rhetorical communication or written language and to neither personally attack nor insult another nor belittle another or mock another as “anybody” might grapple with one of the most complex and difficult of most subject matters such as cohesive written language much less strive to fine tune one’s literary tone and meaning and sentiment and argument to better convey how to best ethically criticize or constructively analyze the world of mature adult humans and to further civilization rather than return to cavemen days. Yes. Correct.

“Constructive criticism” is to dispel away any rhetorical nonsense in miscommunication or linguistic gibberish language for which makes no sense other and only sounds good in theory but in reality gibberish doesn’t make any sense no matter how many Anti-depressant cocktails one’s had on any particular given day.

Professionals must make sense in the spoken word and in the written language otherwise gibberish is any waste of anyone’s time to sit through and decipher gibberish thus we point with our pointer finger and laugh out loud like any kind and smart and intelligent and mature Jewish-American adult women do.

“Constructive criticism” is not carte blanche (complete freedom) to state one positive constructive criticism and then go on with twenty negative constructive arguments. No.

“Constructive criticism” is not a free pass to make any personal comments or cruel statements or out loud judgments about other people or say anything about their face or skin or hair or complexion or teeth. No.

“Constructive criticism” is patience and the ability to bring forth all and any intellectual capacity to the forefront of one’s mind and think of better ways to make the world well balanced for the overall good of the masses. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is pure intellectual humanitarian justice. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is a review to state (say, write) what any patron or customer enjoyed about any restaurant or public establishment as well as to respectfully give an equal amount of points of negative arguments as to why or how anything did or didn’t work and conclude with equal amount of negative points as to how to make anything better or be quiet. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is not an arsenal of words to make others feel terrible or silly or stupid or dumb about their intellectual powers. No.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t about showing off how many grammatical rules one knows. No.

“Constructive criticism” is to allow for others to consider one’s words and deeper ponder such words to better and more human friendly efficient outcomes. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is meant to unify by the very utilization of words in their full definition and meaning and construct. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is to uphold to honorable leadership for which one will do better to leave this Earth better than we found it thus generations after us don’t have to work as hard at cleaning up our messes like spoilt ignorant American children who litter because they aren’t taught self-respect. Absolutely.

“Constructive criticism” is power to balance any fragile ecosystem and bring about long lasting prosperity and peace with the very words we chose to use. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” takes time since language is quite essential and important to linguistic equations to convey anything meaningful to another person. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t something one simply does. No.

“Constructive criticism” is applied whenever asked. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is done when there’s a platform. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is constructive. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is respectful language. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t rants. No.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t slang. No.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t swearing. No.

“Constructive criticism” is formal language. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is respectful communication. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is to better others. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t about fitting in. No.

“Constructive criticism” is about unifying people. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is reviews by professional critics. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t always friendly. No.

“Constructive criticism” is always respectful and humble. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” doesn’t smile much while at work. No.

“Constructive criticism” is humbling. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is difficult to construct. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is genuinely kind. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” cares about language. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” cares about culture. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” cares about society. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” loves language therefore “constructive criticism” doesn’t abuse words. No.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement VI

Friday, September 26, 2014

No, I don’t expect “anybody” to like me.

However, I do demand respect.

Respect is something precious for which is earned along with dignity and grace especially when one goes ‘out on a limb’ for all the rest.

It appears as though our American corporate mass media is off balance with their propaganda and corporate mass media’s audience has known about this subliminal mass media’s imbalanced truth for quite some time.

Day-after-day either ‘puff pieces’ are produced or hysteria-based pieces are entertained and compounded upon the good American people without any relief in sight.

There must be some type of corrupt scheme to all of this corporate mass media madness in which either executives or producers don’t seem to be able to correct their falsehoods or they’re completely incompetent or oblivious to their imbalance for which holds a treacherous outcome to offset the balance of the people’s power by constantly throwing The People off guard by giving The People a continual shove as any bully does in the playground of woes.

You know what happens to bullies, don’t you? Yep.

Any storyteller or broadcaster or news anchor or reporter or journalists’ main purpose is to bring about awareness and factual informational news.

Such professionals must first and foremost establish factual truths through evidence and proven mathematics: Yes, such a ‘thing’ as evidence still does indeed exist in the form of facts.

Either something did or didn’t happen.

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It appears facts have become obsolete from storytelling or broadcast or newscast standards since facts are the brains behind any operation there seems to be no brains to modern reporting or news reporting in general.

To establish facts is to take a real good and hard look at whatever topic it is “anybody” studies or researches for the main purpose and sake to establish basic foundations originated upon rock solid evidence such as: who, what, when, where, how and possibly why.

The ‘key’ to storytelling is truth-telling no matter how creatively any story is structured or told or laid out.

When any story is told for the main purpose to fill-up time or to fill-up empty space (negative space) then such any story is what’s considered or known as a ‘fluff piece’ in mass media and storytelling terms.

Any ‘fluff piece’ is considered fluff because such an item holds absolutely no significance or differential value in the daily changes in the lives of people thus it’s watered down sugar candy without any substance, mainly lies without any nutritional facts.

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A ‘fluff piece’ can also be applied to art.

When any fashion designer or “professional” ‘artists’ produce ‘fluff pieces’ it's mainly done because such any fashion designer or artist is a ‘washout’ or without any good intent or ideas or caring capabilities towards their audience.

Any ‘washout’ can be of any age.

Any ‘washout’ is a person in their professional field who’s run out of ideas yet they hang onto their claim to fame (with their claws scraping ledges) or they hand onto their ‘infamous’ name because it’s the only thing which brings them face-to-face with an audience, however.

Any ‘washout’ produces ‘fluff pieces’ mainly and only because they’re dead inside.

Any creative death is any type of death which denies any creator the luminescence to produce for others other than the ego.

When professional artists or fashion designers become ‘all done for’ then it’s difficult for them to admit such an honest truth about themselves thus they continue to produce ‘fancy’ and expensive garbage.

Until eventually and finally such any person is forced to step down into the obscurity of background shadows.

Such disbelievers are asked to saunter off into retirement to choose to get their lips cut open and filled-up with silicone hence only a ‘washout’ believes youth have any good shot at happiness and washouts don’t seem to ‘connect the dots’ about happiness for which comes from selfless acts of love and kindness and respect towards others.

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Now, any professional artist or fashion designer or news reporter or anchor or journalist or broadcaster or storyteller or writer can ‘drop the ball’ any day of the week. Yes.

It happens to the best of them.

People “drop the ‘professional’ bal” all of the time.

However, the excellent point is to own up to one’s mistakes since “anybody’s’ watching thus it’s not any big secret when mistakes get made.

People are human and do and will make mistakes yet such mistakes must be appropriately corrected or such an individual comes to be known as a ‘hack’ in their field.

When such any professionals ‘drops the ball’ and if professionals don’t correct their mistakes then professionals tend to lose their way through any vastly complex and difficult game of shallow and lazy outcomes thus such ‘washouts’ tend to ride on their popularity or looks rather than on their intelligence or proper and classical forms of conveyance to relay to their audience they’re still on the side of The People rather than on the side of malevolence or ill intent because for whatever reasons such professionals gave up on themselves and others long ago, somewhere along the way to the top.

It’s difficult for most people to produce high quality work all year round yet for those who do so; it’s mainly because they’re disciplined about the work they do or they were extremely well educated and their intelligence shows in their work.

It’s no good to be any type of “one hit wonder.”

It’s simply no good to be any type of “one trick pony.”

The secret to success is: one can and will and do their very best mostly if not always even when one’s tired or hungry and the days get long.

The reason why individuals either become “folklore” or “heroes” to The People is because The People can tell when “professional” artists or workers or designers give it their very best rather than dress models in sheer curtains and call it a dress pattern or copy the 1980’s Barbie doll attire and call it modern design when it’s already been done before and “killed to death.”

It’s not good enough to be fat and rich and famous.

It ‘never’ was and it shan’t ever be while the rest starve. No.

~~~

The reason why Leonardo da Vinci’s legacy still moves us to the core of our souls is because Master da Vinci created and designed with us in mind.

Da Vinci thought of us.

Da Vinci thought about us.

Yes, indeed.

Mr. da Vinci thought of you and me.

Da Vinci created with the year 2014 in mind.

What makes Mr. da Vinci one of the greatest respectful lovers of humanity as well as one of the most special people ever came to be is his forethought of others.

Almost anything Mr. Leonardo da Vinci touched Mr. da Vinci thought about how we might survive and thrive in the future thus advancing our enlightenment with intelligence rather than lead by the darkness of ignorance or arrogance or shallow self centeredness or fear or, or, or…

Mr. da Vinci intended for us to feel special and loved and respected.

Master Leonardo da Vinci didn’t waste time considering his fragile ego and how good he would look on camera if only he could create ‘fluff pieces’ to fill-up time and space. No.

Master da Vinci loved humanity for which da Vinci put his every bit of fiber and sweat and heart and soul into nearly almost every single piece of art Master da Vinci ever designed because it wasn’t the look of his designs which made da Vinci’s designs humanely friendly. No.

It was Master Leonardo da Vinci’s intelligence which instilled respect and trust and love and empathy and compassionate peace in nearly almost “everything” he touched even if it were weaponry.

~~~

Don’t you wish to be more like Mr. Leonardo da Vinci and less like a menace?

What’s the point of going into any field of study or profession one’s greatly passionate about and eventually or completely ruins it for the masses?

There’s no point.

What’s the point of contributing to more garbage?

If one chooses to be any type of designer or any type of “professional” artist or excellent storyteller or any professional in any field then isn’t it our job to get real respectful about our industries or at least ensure each and every single day we leave the world much better than how we found it in the morning? Yes.

There shan’t exactly ever be another in the likes of thee thus won’t thee put thy best foot forward and contribute in the likes of Mr. Leonardo da Vinci?

There shan’t exactly ever be another in the likes of thee thus won’t thee want to make contributions worth the scrutiny and criticism of the masses?

There shan’t exactly ever be another in the likes of thee thus won’t thee want to create with others in mind other than thyself?

There shan’t exactly ever be another in the likes of thee thus won’t thee wish for thy designs to become helpful and inclusive rather than dangerous or deadly or exclusive to others?

~~~

Yes, I’ve held the great fortune and honor to meander throughout the streets of Florence, Italy. (Yes, it’s a fact.)

Yes, I’ve strolled through such magnificent streets and markets and galleries and museums and bistros and plazas all in search of one of the greatest men who ever lived, Master Maestro Leonardo da Vinci.

Yes, in my meanderings and wanderings throughout such vastly gloriously historical streets of one of the most beautiful and artistically inclined cities I’ve ever encountered (other than Barcelona) I found Mr. da Vinci in the very grooves of stone sculptures and marble.

It was indeed breathtaking to meander through the same streets as one of the most prolific masterful intellectual minds of their age.

Will one imagine six hundred years after one’s death people from all over the world fulfilling their creative Mecca to sight see the places in which one were born, existed, created and lived?

Will one imagine leaving such an artistic intellectual legacy six hundred years later after all of those to come after one to hail one’s name as something of intellectual clairvoyance and astuteness and as one of the brightest lights of hope for another six hundred years of clarity and technological advancement?

Will one imagine being seated at the table of such greats?

Will one imagine it? Yes.

It’s only individuals who advance civilization for which set their disciplined minds at work to make the lives of the multitudes better by designing with respect rather than empty or shallow nothingness.

It’s only people who will envision the future and create with future unborn humans in mind.

It’s only people who believe in the Humanities and the equal rights of all men and women and children for which design for the thriving survival of our future people.

It’s only the very people who use their intellect rather than their bubble gum hatred to propel us forward towards another age of wisdom and clarity and invention and enlightenment and discovery and facts and knowledge and truth and kindness and respect.

Are you he?

Are you her?

Are thee our next Leonardo da Vinci?

If so, then prove it --- again and again and again as only any Master can.

If not then step aside for the real Mr. da Vinci to claim his intellectual throne to step into the bright spotlights to be known by our people and his audience as only any truthful man of mathematics and factual science can.

We await Maestro’s return.

Until then The People have to contend with stupid fashion notions which get women possibly raped or technology which’s goofy-looking or ugly or doesn’t work or news which tells outright lies.

Oh, ‘where art thou,’ our dearest Maestro Leonardo da Vinci?

~~~

It is the works of Leonardo da Vinci which compels me to become better at this literary discipline for the sake of future unborn humans.

It’s the selfless and tireless legacy of Leonardo da Vinci which compels me to strive for more than mediocrity or pettiness.

It’s the genius designs of Leonardo da Vinci which compels me to strive as A Nonfiction writer in these shallow times of insecure industry.

It wasn’t until I studied close and personal the sculptures of Leonardo da Vinci which I realized how much Maestro not only understood the frailty of humanity yet also the immensity of it.

It wasn’t until I studied close and personal the sculptures of Leonardo da Vinci which I realized how much fun Maestro had finding the ultimate spiritual muse which binds all men and women as one spirit.

It wasn’t until I studied close and personal the sculptures of Leonardo da Vinci which I realized Maestro lives inside the very folds of skin and chest cavity of my every breath.

~~~

No, this isn’t to say I’m the next Leonardo da Vinci because only the masses will make it known thus.

Furthermore, these aren’t my intensions for any legacy.

This is only to say Mr. Leonardo da Vinci and all humans share one certain aspect in common.

We breathe the same recycled oxygen as Mr. da Vinci once utilized and such oxygen binds us as brothers and sisters through age and space and time.

The very fact we breathe the same oxygen as Mr. da Vinci once did only means we’re closer to history than we realize thus creating ‘a’ much stronger connection in link to our humanity’s history than we perhaps give history its due credit to enlighten us.

~~~

It wasn’t until I studied the “Mona Lisa” I realized how fascinating ‘a’ man Mr. da Vinci’s was to produce such work.

Yes, I understood Maestro’s innate and deep understanding about humor.

Yes, I realized how funny Maestro was as ‘a’ fully mature person and began to lean towards his inclinations as an intellectual man.

Maestro was not only any man of his time yet also ‘a’ futuristic man who understood all, too, well the significant partiality his work would impress upon others who cared to understand his time and place in history.

It wasn’t until my eyes dug grooves into Maestro’s very sculptures which I understood Mr. da Vinci’s deep understanding for detail in the overall outlook of his work to tell an entire story from beginning to end without cheating his audience out of the wonder and awe and splendor of his creations in their entirety from rock to sculptural formation.

It wasn’t until my eyes chiseled away at Maestro’s sculptures which I understood Mr. da Vinci’s tenacity and remarkable knowledge of the future.

It wasn’t until I understood Master Leonardo da Vinci’s time I began to grasp the very deep complexities and difficulties those which he lived through or witnessed or was either forced into or fortuitously became a part of without meaning to.

~~~

No, Master Leonardo da Vinci isn’t my muse.

Yes, each artist has at least one muse or several.

With an arm’s length sort of answer one of many of my muses is humanity.

Yes, I do well by humanity since I respect humanity’s nearly almost each contour line without ever having to make any mess of things like needing to introduce myself with some cheesy opening line even to simply establish platonic friendly gestures which could eventually turn into any strong friendship without sexual intercourse since Eric and I are one monogamous legally married couple.

The only respectful introductory line I’ve ever encountered is, “Hello.”

Yes, I see humanity as both masculine and feminine.

Yes, I metaphorically make love to humanity each day.

What does one think writing is?

Writing is love letters.

The best type of platonic love making is writing since it’s clear and concise without smells.

Writing isn’t any type of guessing game not even when establishing friendly borders towards platonic friendship.

Only any coward makes amuck out of the written word and translates it to be something ‘scary’ or ‘fearsome’ and turns words into awkward moronic dispositions.

Only idiots run away from written words since they’re afraid of what cowards are; alone.

To write is to write with clear intension and promise to do well by another.

~~~

No, I don’t ever lose my way since my muse(s) aren’t as enticing as my creative work ever is because really my work is ten times more fascinating than any oily unwashed smelly muse ever is.

My muse might simply be beautiful or handsome yet I keep her or him as far away from me as I possibly can thus not to get disappointed with his or her inability to speak well or if they’re stupid or without any real sense of humor or bland or smelly or boring or, or, or… then I don’t become disappointed with my muse and their lack of intelligence or smarts.

The reality of any muse is ever more so dull than the dream.

Nope, I haven’t slept (sexual intercourse) with my muses because who knows where they’ve been or who they’ve spread their legs open to?

Yes, I’ve always considered muses to be a little dirty therefore it’s best not to get directly involved with muses unless… however.

Muses are any significant aspect of creation yet it’s best to not play with their emotions or to use muses for emotional fulfillment because any muse won’t ever really live-up to any creator’s expectations unless the muse is some type of genius or another creator themselves.

However, the number one rule is not to make another creator one’s muse since creators have ‘a’ certain type of disposition more geared towards work than play even though we often prefer to play than to work.

Although life always comes back to work and muses don’t seem to understand the gravitas of the work or creator’s time.

In conclusion: I think what’s happened to corporate mass media and news anchors and reporters journalists is they’ve lost most knowledge of history or any sense about how the world’s watching them as well as they’ve lost the ability to find an arm’s length muse to love and guide them through this world without ever touching their muse or much less destroying their muse.

No, I’m not “anybody’s” muse since I’m here on a weekly basis as a working writer.

No, I don’t have time to be “anybody’s” muse. I work too much to be any type of muse to “anybody.”

With Love;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement V

Friday, November 1, 2013

Do you know about the easiest psychological trick?

The easiest psychological trick practiced by psychologists is to bring one to a place of terror and gently bring them back to a place of safety.

It’s a psychological practice done no differently than a literary rollercoaster ride.

Yes, I use this psychological trick to take the audience through a splendid journey of self discovery and development and growth and that’s that.

Now, one realizes and understands and acknowledges how I write thus one won’t get worried or terrified about any of this writing because psychologists use this trick to create development and self awareness in others.

Professional psychologists do inform me America is a violent and beautiful place. This is a nation of shame and guilt and innovation and freedom.

Those who’ve traveled the globe will tell “anybody” for as beautiful as many other countries are or aren’t:

America is the only place on the planet for which freedom of speech is free and the very heart and soul for which makes America the most sought after country by immigrants and refugees.

The reason as to why many great American writers reside in America is because writers are guaranteed not to get killed or murdered or assassinated due to our writings.

Racists and bigots and white supremacists can express their bias hateful viewpoints and no one’s going to assassinate them because of their hatred speeches and writings.

Yes, I would fight for such freedoms to express deepest sentiments and bias wrong opinions and prejudices because the freedom and liberty to express is one which was written into our American Constitution.

Yes, I stand by the Constitution without being an idealist about it.

The simple and straightforward truth of the matter is we can write as we please. (Thank you, Founding Fathers.)

Please, understand I practice my freedom of speech as well as portray difficult and complex literary lessons thus the reader acknowledges our existences and freedoms and liberties.

Yes, I’m almost prepared to ‘turn the page’ and write about the great beauty and awe and wonder and splendor of America.

However, not without first portraying the ugliness and mean-spirited nature and insincere lies and brutality.

No, we can’t have beauty without ugliness.

It’s not possible.

~~~

Yes, I was disciplined to first always state a “positive criticism” followed by a “negative criticism.” (It’s in the handbook.)

Yes, I decided to start out Nonfiction blog-writing with “negative criticisms” about our current era for the first-five-years then shift to “positive criticisms” towards the latter years until my twenty-thousand (20,000) professional writing hours come to completion.

Yes, I didn’t want the audience to get, too, comfortable with my writer’s voice as only coming across as a kind or gentle voice.

If I would’ve begun to write with only “positive criticisms” then later on ‘I would’ve been toast.’

Once I began to ‘dish out’ the “negative criticisms” I didn’t want the reader to think: “‘what a real ‘cunt’ she turned out to be. She started out ‘kind’ and now she’s mean.’ ”

It was a true dilemma and conundrum as to how to structure this intellectual writing construct.

Our intension is to leave the audience on a sweet note.

Yes, I intend to follow through with this ‘backwards’ literary exercise no matter how much one may hate this literary construct.

(It’ll be good for the audience to grow a backbone and thick skin right along with me.)

Yes, I made one calculated risk about how the readers might immediately bring themselves to dislike my writings without acknowledging the real sweetness of my true intensions.

“Negative criticism” is a tough lesson to teach at the best of times.

Looks can be deceiving.

What appears to be is not what it is.

Assumptions are usually wrong.

What I’ve constructed is a moral lesson for the reader to not ever forget for as long as they live to stir clear of assumptions about anything at all.

~~~

The lesson is this: when, one is wrong then one sure is wrong especially about assumptions. (Ouch. I know, I know. Yep.)

This backwards written construct is a strong test to see how the readers react upon the basis of their own judgments and fears and ignorance. (I had to go through it as well.)

Yes, I figured it would be best to first test an audience then surprise them later on by flipping the arctic poles on them as nature does.

Yes, I wanted to find out if the readers had real backbones yet if readers were kind when it came to cultural criticisms and judgments.

My analysis was: If I first started out with “negative criticisms” then readers might learn to handle the harshness of any writer’s voice without taking it personally because readers could ‘stick the landing’ in this comprehensive joy ride until the end.

The goal is for "anybody” to get off the ride safely and go our separate ways not to ever forget what took place here within one decade of development.

It’s hard work which was well thought out before I ever begun to write for the readers’ benefits and reading pleasure.

We thought about the structure and layout and construction and safety of the audience for ten long years before I ever wrote one single word.

All the readers have to do is to show up and laugh and cry and enjoy what this is all about: Awareness of the self.

To Thy Own Self Be True.

~~~

Once this writing joy ride is over then the readers will indeed have to purchase a ticket to further published works.

Once this blog is over then it’ll be over for good.

Then I do have to get on with the rest of my fiction writing works.

Yes, I thought this writing rollercoaster ride would become a metaphorical joy ride as we entered the midway point and evolve into the second half of our time here together.

We want to leave the reader on a sweet note.

Hopefully and possibly the readers might think: “‘oh, wow, what fun yet at times intimidating and strong reading and entertaining and sacred and safe. She’s actually not a ‘bitch’ after all. She really knew what she was doing all along. How wrong we were to judge her according to our perceptions…’”

What we’ve constructed is radically difficult and complex to do.

Once we turn the corner readers have no choice but to look deeply inside each of them and consider the possibility readers were incredibly wrong about my writing the entire time.

Where will such preconceived notions leave the reader?

Most likely in a tough personal space to figure out themselves.

This writing will leave the audience to consider and ponder their true humanistic motives.

The job of any real writer is to truly get the readers to consider alternative points of view thus readers won’t grow complacent and ignorant about their station in the world.

Yes, I’ll accomplish my writing goals even with the audience “kicking and screaming all the way down the aisle.” (Ha! Only kidding.)

This writing will leave the audience in any place of humility and humbleness and forgiveness for their harsh judgments about my writing and readers’ preconceived notions about the world around the readers.

Right now readers abhor my writing.

Nevertheless when this writing goal is all said and done and the journey comes to a complete stop then it’ll be up to the readers to most harshly judge themselves and realize my intent is to create harmony and peace and respect in a nation which does much whining and complaining with strong “negative criticisms” about positive change.

~~~

No, I’m not kicking and screaming.

Yes, I’m ready for real positive and excellent change.

If one believes I’m a good for nothing ‘Son of a Bitch’ then fine.

Nonetheless, I get to walk away free from all harm at the end of ten years.

By then one will be so in love with the psychology of writing one won’t be able to help themselves other than to purchase my published works because one will come to realize I respect and one will miss my weekly writings.

Most likely one won’t miss me.

However, one will miss the writings.

No, I don’t mean for it to be lonely yet anything of great value is such.

It’ll be any testament of the readers more than of the writer.

~~~

Yes, I already know who I am.

Yes, I already know what I’m about to impose upon one’s intellect.

Yes, take a joy ride with me because I want thee by my side as I get wealthy and successful and well understood by equals of my caliber.

Yes, I’m on my way to make one large fortune which will be donated towards the advancement of excellence in factual scientific achievement and mathematical research.

No, I don’t mean any harm towards anyone.

If it’s not well understood then we have absolutely nothing to say to one another.

~~~

Yes, I have decent reviews for Ms. Norah O’Donnell.

However, not without some real work first on her part.

One can’t get something for nothing.

Yes, I could write beautifully about her disposition and loveliness.

Nevertheless, there must be real change in the loving-care and tenderness for our American People.

Our public figures mustn’t fail us.

We shan’t fail our public figures.

We shan’t fail each other otherwise it would be any terrible and tragic ending to any story.

Yes, I live for happy endings.

If the reader believes I don’t wish public figures and celebrities the best of the best then one’s horribly mistaken about me because I’m well connected from sea to shining sea as well as incredibly respected by peers and equals alike.

Yes, my writing may be intense.

However, I’ve not once and not ever economically or physically harmed another.

It’s how honorable I am with my intentions.

Will one say the same about themselves?

Please, stop sending me ‘hate mail.’

It’s hilarious yet a waste of our time.

Yes, some spiteful readers have made a much stronger person out of me.

Yes, I’ve grown a much thicker skin because of hatred speech.

However, enough is enough.

Yes, I know exactly how tens of thousands of readers feel about my writings.

However, since most of our readers have not ever held one single conversation with me face-to-face then we have absolutely nothing to say to one another. Case closed. (Thank you very much.)

No, I don’t send ‘hate’ e-mail to celebrities or public figures because I’ve thought more about their positions of responsibility to the greater public than I do about their hairdos or makeup.

If one would like to hate the writing then go ahead and be my guest.

However, one may not personally hate me because one has no idea who I am and what I’ve lived through.

One has no idea how good and polite I am as well as 'a' caring fool for the wellbeing of all thus back-off or there’ll be social and economic ramifications upon these pages.

Yes, I could strip anyone down to their bare naked souls because it’s been done to me thus for such reason, alone, I don’t go around dehumanizing others.

However, don’t think I can’t leave others in tears.

As for Ms. Claire Danes, Ms. Ellen DeGeneres and Ms. Emma Watson and Ms. Kristen Stewart and “Beyonce” and U2 I could write lyrical poetry in their honor.

However, not yet, anyway.

Yes, I do have a clue as to what I’m doing.

No, I don’t want to give anybody literary bloody noses inside this literary process.

Nevertheless, if metaphorical brutality calls for such line of defense then I could force one down upon their praying knees to beg their Gods for mercy because wisdom burns inside the deepest regions of our hearts and ache could cause the heart to explode.

~~~

Yes, I’m doing critical analysis and criticism ‘backwards.’ (Bear with me.)

This is indeed an official and professional case study. (No, I’m not a New Jersey governor and his cronies.) Yes, I’m for real.

There’re real implications and outcomes which come along with this case study.

Yes, I ought to have explained earlier.

Yet I couldn’t sabotage the outcome of the “positive control group.”

Yes, I did hold my tongue and continue forth no matter how much people told me I was ‘despicable’ to write as I did. As if.

Yes, I took verbal abuse because the case study was far more important than my ego.

Yes, I learned much about control freaks and know-it-alls and mean-spirited culture.

It would’ve been far easier on the reader if I would’ve disclosed the sociological project earlier on.

Nevertheless, I was curious about what complete strangers made of negative literary criticism. I was far more surprised than I could ever express to “anybody” as to find out what we did.

If I would’ve disclosed sooner than possibly the reader would not have understood about growing a thicker skin along with the writer.

However, I didn’t want to “spill the beans” since I needed to find out the effect of such one anthropological and/or sociological case study.

Yes, I was first taught to think as a scientist does and then as a writer.

Yes, I was first trained as a scientist and then as a writer even though I’m terrible at vocabulary. I get abstract concepts like it were the back of my hand.

Yes, I make one terrible teacher because I don’t seem to explain or translate or interpret well.

However I can grasp the multi-layered complexities of any abstract notions like an intellectual sponge.

(The challenge is to write out abstract concepts in concrete terms for others to more precisely understand them.)

The more abstractly difficult and complex anything is then the more I thrive.

If I have failed anyone to understand this incredibly difficult and complex purposely done backwards case study and literary structure in construct then I’m terribly sorry for it.

My intent and goal wasn’t to fail “anybody.”

Please don’t fail me thus we may not fail each other since it would make for a terrible and tragic ending to this storyline.

Be patient ‘for crying out loud.’

At ease, dearest ones.

At ease.

With Sincerity and Peace as always;

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

If one feel played with then imagine what it’s like to have some of one’s best friends for professional psychoanalysts. They’re always pushing and challenging me to think beyond my ego and myself and my disposition in life. It’s hard work.

Relax. Truly. We’re not here to hurt anybody.

We’re here to challenge the intellectual soul and mind and spirit.

Rejoice with us and give thanks.

We have one year and a half more of this “negative criticism” and then we get to turn the page and read positive criticisms. I didn’t think “negative criticism” was going to be this difficult to get the reader to go along with such any difficult purposely laid out backwards literary construct.

Artist Statement IV

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Three or Four Vocabulary Terms

Okay I think this might be the last time I’m going to address swear words in writing then one’s on their own for this one.

If one can’t figure it out then one’s out of luck.

1. Accompanied by Legal Guardian or Parent: (escort, go with, go together with, go along with, attend, convoy)
2. Fuck: (I don’t even really know what the word ‘fuck’ means.) An expression which holds strong sentiment in ‘a’ derogatory means when two of any species mates or sexual intercourse or sex. “The big granddaddy of all words.” A hateful or bold expression in sentiment or gesture.
3. Asshole: An expression which holds strong sentiment in ‘a’ derogatory means. One particular part of an anatomy in which its main function is to successfully pass a bowel movement. A butt hole. Culturally means any person who is mean or terrible or cruel. A hateful or bold expression in sentiment or gesture.

As an ESL adult I don’t use any swear words when I speak or address others directly in person since swearing is cruel and ignorant and hateful.

Furthermore swearing directly at anybody is insulting and rude and ugly and lazy to say the least.

No, I don’t swear much.

However, when I do swear I do mean it to be ugly and ruse and hateful and lazy speech.

Please by no means believe I don’t have strong sentiments only because I refuse to tell anybody to go have sexual intercourse with their own genitals.

If I do swear in person at anybody then I will mean each syllable.

Nevertheless, swearing directly at anybody has only happened three times in my life since boundaries were crossed. I did send quick strong warning signal my human body felt in jeopardy.

As an ESL adult I seldom like to utilize swear words in my speech yet written swear words are thick and delicious like rice pudding id overly sweet.

Swear words are overly indulgently sweet until swear words get overused like an over licked lollipop and swear words don’t hold any taste or strong meaning after sucking on swear words for too long.

Swear words leave any negative strong impression and a rough tongue and a shallow sense of overstuffed sweet emptiness.

One might feel full on swear words.

Nonetheless, after one’s quickly realized one’s actually starved then it is anybody’s mature adult duty to take care of their own needs without using others for nutrition.

To me words are like food.

Yes, I feel for the flavor of words to convey the best meaning possible when I utilize words without discrimination.

Yes, this includes swear words also.

~~~

As an ESL adult I’m compelled to write as I see fit for this modern era nothing more and nothing less.

As an ESL adult I’m not really sure why modern people use the F-bomb in their verbal speech patterns as their ‘every other word’ since swear words are ever ugly and dehumanizing and demeaning to life in general.

In verbal speech patterns swear words seem to stop the flow of properly well conducted conversation.

In verbal speech patterns swear words seem to stop the flow of properly well formed thoughts.

However, in writing swear words make for fast and smooth ice.

The type of fast ice in which gold medals are won and heroes are made.

Slick is the metaphorical writing ice which one may glide before the ink hits the surface of the paper.

Slick is the metaphorical writing ice which one may glide before the ink gets soaked with wisdom and real logical thoughts behind the words.

The surface of the metaphorical ice is analytical razor sharp.

It’s indeed any art to skate in the same manner in which one holds a plume up in the air milliseconds before the first drop drips the page dry and one’s “off to the races” and I mean intellectual and athletic armada races of words which make sense in a world which refuses to mature and doesn’t want to reason or think or fully comprehend divides or rarely comes up with intelligent solutions rather only lazily asks for donations.

Once one may skate like a professional then there’s no turning back.

Either one’s going to compete or one’s not to compete.

Once one may write like a professional then ride like the dickens and don’t stop until one’s written every real logical thought out one holds inside one’s intellectual soul hovering above and slightly behind one’s head.

Don’t stop writing until one’s either crossed the finish line or until one’s produced a well structured piece of writing to convey anything of value which may be felt or thought by an audience otherwise how demeaning to put an audience through repetitious mediocrity.

Mediocre repetition is the same as to watch anybody bang their heads against a wall for hours.

The mediocrity does leave one jarred after a while.

No, I don’t like to literally bang my head up against walls.

As a matter of fact I’ve not ever literally banged my head up against any walls before because it just looks violent and violence is boredom to me.

When one’s learned to skate like a professional then one may always do it again.

Maybe, not for competition per se yet if only to prove to the self one may still ride with the wind therefore one may and one shall.

Why not?

Right.

Writing’s no different than skating.

~~~

Once one’s learned to write with the professionals then the rules to the game and structure and comprehension for any deeper meaning in the scientific approach to linguistics begins to become one with the universe.

To skate like a professional one must adapt to distance and velocity and movement and range.

One must approach balance in the same manner in which it is to breathe inside a slow motion dream of ‘love and hate’ with an articulate balance of both. A dance of light and shadow. A fragile ecosystem of balance and breath.

When one writes or skates with the professionals then the entire level playing field changes again.

One must be prepared to fall and get up.

One must be graceful and gracious in front of the world.

One must become graceful and gracious especially when one becomes great at anything one does well.

One must be respectful and thankful for the time one’s been granted on Earth.

Writing and skating with the professionals does indeed mean one will make all sorts of mistakes and one must correct mistakes as one goes along on this incredible journey filled with danger and adventure.

To watch anybody clumsily write is to watch their ‘learning curve’ which it’s as close as anybody will ever get to see any writer draft or any skater at practice.

Wow! One has a front row seat with the writer since one’s watching the writer’s personal journey and choices while the writer makes strides and fails and ultimately succeeds.

~~~

There’s nothing cooler than to watch professionals succeed as I am now.

To be invited along on such an important journey is to accept what this process is: vulnerable and messy.

To be invited along on such an important professional expert’s journey is to accept a singular writer’s race and not to proclaim their race as one’s own because the professional expert writer is doing all of the hard work while the readers sit on their backsides and watch.

Please be quiet until the end of each number then all goes.

Yes, do jump up for joy to be a witness in the amazing feats of heroism created before one’s very own eyes because one’s not the one putting in ice time or penmanship practice.

~~~

Writing isn’t magic.

When good writing is great then writing looks like magic.

However, writing is labor intensive and difficult work.

Hard work is made to look easy in front of one’s eyes as a present to one’s humanity.

Be grateful professional expert writers dedicate their lives to great and fun endeavors.

The truth about writing is if one is bad at conveying what one thinks then nobody will go there with thee.

When bad writing is bad then bad writing not only further requires practice but also further requires discipline since writing is about one’s most inner deepest thoughts written down in front of the entire world to read as one will witness writing is indeed serious business and no different than skating on any national or international stage.

Writing towards excellent achievement is for real thus breathe and relax one’s body muscles.

Have fun on this reading metaphorical rollercoaster ride full of adventure since one may trust our engineers have fasten all of the bolts in the proper places and oiled all of the squeaks out and will continue to give the reader a strong sense of security.

Readers are allotted security since it’s their life given right to think about anything any writer writes as long as the writing conveys anything of value and importance otherwise writing is meaningless dribble and violently mediocre.

Violence is mediocrity.

~~~

As an ESL adult English swear words don’t mean anything to me other than strong felt sentiments to shake one strong fist at or to bite thy thumb at thee.

Yes, I know exactly each time I type the words “fuck” or “asshole.”

Such two derogatory words don’t have any real comprehensive significance to me personally in my written vocabulary usage since such written words don’t really mean anything significant to me as an ESL adult and such words only do mean anything significantly vulgar to English speakers.

The word “fuck” to me is the same as “chair” or “table.”

Whenever such words are used on paper then such words soaks up and lingers with a whiff of sewage.

Swear words are as annoying as the smells of sewage when one doesn’t have to smell such rottenness in any beautiful city yet one’s forced to do it.

Yes, I write with swear words to teach a deeper and more profound lesson.

Yes, I utilize swear words since I’m also lazy to a certain writing extent and cut corners.

However, I don’t mistake my writing for trash since not any single civilized society lives without a sewage system otherwise its one big lie.

~~~

No, this isn’t to say I’m trash or my writings are sewage.

Writing about swear words is only to directly imply and re-direct the reader to the deeper more complex understanding for which swear words do have their place and are sewage co-existing amongst beauty.

Yes, I place swear words in my modern era writings to more precisely convey to modern readers whom obviously seem to make any personal choice to speak with daily usage of modern swear words.

Swear words seem to mean absolutely nothing to modern peoples in speech patterns since swear words have become common cultural linguistic practice as ugly as it may seem it’s modern to swear even though it’s still ugly to the ear to have to listen to swear words or to have to sit through anybody who swears.

Yes, I do respect words.

Yes, I fell in reverence of words early on as I learned the root of Latin words.

Even though I’m horrible at Latin if think long and hard enough then I can make out words and put them together to convey precise meaning as I am now. Fun.

Writing is difficult work for me to translate.

Writing in English is more difficult than to write in any other language.

Written Latin is similar to Portuguese which is similar to Italian which is similar to French which is similar to Spanish which is romantic.

~~~

Is one any type of clumsy skater on Olympic ice or not?

I one any type of poor writer on a world stage or not?

Writing’s to know how to sharpen one’s own speedskates and fly around corners at thirty miles per hour without falling and to stand upright and to keep form and tuck in for aerodynamic finesse which feels similar to gliding and floating than skating.

When one glides then one forgets their body and one simply exists.

Once one’s touched heaven one will not turn back again.

Once one knows the face of sophistication in its Ut-most form and shape and desire for human connection and inclusion then one knows the plight of humanity’s loneliness.

Once one reaches the highest pinnacles of success then creating feats of written heroism isn’t at all difficult after since one may and one will.

What else is there but to write?

No, I’m not made out of mud.

No, I’m not a mud person.

(Mayan Theological reference.)

Only being a little cheeky.

Cheers.

Salud.

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

As far as expressing my own personal viewpoints and experiences about any subject matter it’s for me, and, me, only.

Please, keep out.

Readers are cramping my writing style and it will not do.

Be careful to incorrectly judge and end up burning one’s judging hand only because one assumes the stove looks cool.

Yes, I’m literally level headed in person.

Yes, I’m any metaphorical anecdotal kicking wild writing buck.

If one were to take up, too, much unnecessary space when it comes to whipping me for reacting to verbal lashings in commanding me in how to express my personal viewpoints and freedoms and deepest and most guarded sentiments and life experiences for which I only share with my dearest and most trusted beloved ones directly in communication face-to-face with each other then be forewarned.

This is priceless material.

Writing is not usually spelled out for anybody in any novel by any writer.

This is my life.

Yes, I’m writing for the entire world to read.

If one doesn’t like my writings then don’t read.

However, don’t assume I’m trash or even like thee for such matters. Peace.

Artist Statement III

Friday, March 22, 2013

Welcome.

Yes, I believe in the thirty-thousand-hour rule towards the Mastery of any disciplinary art form. All I know is that overtime I’ve become a better artist the more I practice and construct and develop my skills. If that’s not true then I want my one-hundred-thousand dollars back plus accrued interest because I could’ve gone around the globe more than once with that type of pocket-change and a backpack full of books and... (Wink.)

Yes, I’ve completed my first-ten-thousand hours of intensive academic-workshop-writing (over the span of six-years (1994-2000) specifically academic workshop in the literary arts concentrating in classical poetry) (for those of you who know all about academic-workshop-writing then you know exactly what I’m describing.)

Yes, I’ve completed my first-ten-thousand hours in photography and cinematography as well as making my way towards my twenty-thousand hours of completion in becoming an expert of both cinematic mediums and hopefully complete my thirty-thousand hours in both cinematic mediums towards creating masterpieces before I die.

Yes, my goal now is to complete my public second-ten-thousand hours of blog-writing to become an expert on the subject matter of blog-writing and I’m well on my way.

My goal all along has been to become an expert in any-one-given-genre of writing.

Screenwriting is the other genre-of-writing that I’m dutifully working away at however it’s become more of a private endeavor since I’m not very good at it.

Eventually and ultimately this hard work will pave-the-way for me to professionally write-and-publish novels and hopefully masterpieces in the form of poetry towards the end of my life as a master-creator.

Yes, I’m working my way up towards poetry because it’s the hardest genre of writing to master and without other genres of writing for practice then I barely stand a chance at becoming a decent poet.

Yes, I’m completing my second-ten-thousand hours; I’m blog-writing online for the entire world to read so that no one may ever question the fact that I alone became an expert on the subject matter from my hard labor and the sweat-of-my-brow and by my ESL literary hand.

Fifteen years ago, I was taught by elite private liberal arts institutions that one can’t possibly call oneself a professional-working-artist without at least first completing one’s (professor-supervised) first-ten-thousand hours of hard work into learning any given creative medium-or-craft and then an additional second-ten-thousand hours of public professional creative work (from one’s beginner career through their intermediate career) and to publically back-it-up after undertaking a tremendous professional learning curve.

First, one becomes a student in those first-ten-thousand hours (teacher-proven / ten-thousand hours) then a professional aiming for the second-ten-thousand hours in their artistic medium towards becoming an expert (publically-proven / twenty-thousand hours) and finally one’s third-ten-thousand hours towards becoming a master of the masterpiece (masterpiece-proven / thirty-thousand hours) then teach and death.

One’s second-ten-thousand hours are not hours that are undertaken in a classroom or behind academia’s guarded walls rather those hours are to be completed out in the professional-creative-working-field to prove to one’s contemporaries what your stuff is made-out-of and if you can handle the year-in and year-out of constantly producing something original towards that twenty-thousand hours of an intended goal.

Proving the first-ten-thousand hours to your professors and peers is moderately easy in comparison to your second-ten-thousand hours of professional work in any given artistic endeavor or medium in front of the world.

It’s proving the second-ten-thousand hours of professional-art-work that are much tougher and how to prove it to the general public-at-large even still tougher yet because one must find an avenue in which to portray and showcase those hours of hard work and dedication in some type of manner and in a professional format.

For example: think Sistine Chapel ceiling, painted by Michelangelo between 1508 and 1512. Imagine the hours that went into those four years of construction?

The outcome matters.

However, it’s the process which separates the amateur creator from the professionals and experts and masters.

Why do you think?

Do you think most professionals don’t become masters in their given field of work until they’re well into their late forties or fifties? It takes time to develop anything worth evolution.

Sound bleak?

It’s because it’s meant to separate those who are on a path towards becoming master-artists and those who are vendors-of-their-craft pumping out the same work year-after-year.

After a decade of other’s shameless self-promotion, one can easily tell such workers are no different than hotdog-sausage-makers without any thought towards their arrival destination or their progress other than to sell their hotdog work, which, if one gets to sell one’s hotdogs at museum-gift-shops then one gets to eat. I’m not dogging it. I love tofu dogs!

A professional-working-writer is a worker.

Professionals who do put food-on-their-tables and a roof-over-their-heads from the revenue of their work are progressive.

Nevertheless, if they can’t prove their second-ten-thousand hours to the public-at-large then they’re workers who may eventually by chance (not really, I’m only being “kind”) become experts in their fields after about two-or-three decades of aimlessly working away at their craft to pay the bills which is vital to any working creator.

However, creators must clock-in those second-ten-thousand hours or they’ll waste their lives away because the entire point is to have something to show for to the general public-at-large while in progress.

The reason as to why repetition doesn’t count towards expertise within the second-ten-thousand hours is because the entire point is to challenge and become well disciplined to learn new applications and developments and advancements rather than stagnation.

This is why it’s quite rare to come across professional-working-creator, expert-writers or master-writers.

No, I didn’t write professional lighting technicians.

No, I didn’t write professional graphic designers.

No, I didn’t write professional set designers or professional interior decorators.

Yes, I wrote professional-working-writers.

Yes, I’ve come across many arrogant student-artists or striving-to-become-artist types (without teacher supervision and it shows) who don’t realize that they haven’t even begun to fulfill their first-ten-thousand hours of learning (to begin with) and thus their conversations mean absolutely nothing but drivel to those of us who’ve already put in the hard work. We don’t take these types seriously because it’s more like a promotional-freak-show than ‘marble halls and sunsets.’

Can one handle it?

Yes, I know I can handle it.

Yes, I’ve proven what I can do.

My path has always been to become a professional-working-creator.

Here I stand and strive to become a master-writer in about six-point-five years and eventually hopefully go on to become a poet producing masterpieces before I die.

Otherwise, anything under the official title of expert or master is considered a public hack (especially without clocking in the first-ten-thousand hours under educational supervised supervision (from the three-ten-thousand hours)

Or one’s considered a working-professional-vendor who happens to sell art.

However, definitely not an expert-professional-creator without one’s first-twenty-thousand hours of work (academically and then public professional work) and certainly not even close to becoming a master-writer.

Get it?

Of course, you do.

It’s hard work to become a professional-working-creator let alone one which sets out to prove professional-intermediate-career-improvements in front of the general public for the entire world to witness.

Otherwise no matter how much the public may pay for one’s work one will continue to be considered a worker without proving one’s second-ten-thousand hours.

“Nobody” becomes a master-writer by accident because one practically has to start out on such a destined path by the time one’s fifteen years of age.

Much intensive learning has to be done when one’s mature enough to grasp abstract concepts and not when one’s six and one’s parents think one’s a genius because one eats one’s boogers and it’s considered great hand-to-mouth coordination to their parents.

No child is an “artist” and every professional creator knows it better than wishful vending and self-promoting parents do.

To call children “artists” is an insult to all professional working artists who’ve put in tens-of-thousands of hours into their work.

People who consider children to be artists are usually uneducated fools who know nothing about art and their ignorance is as blatant as dirty windows.

If one falls back upon the arts as an excuse when nothing else works out for one’s life or if one needs a title to go by to impress others and self-promote simply-and-only to pay the bills then welcome at being a true vendor-and-a-promoter. Its fine yet don’t call it art.

Call it a business venture because it’s all it is until one’s well into the twenty-thousand hours of practice and mid-career lever.

If one calls themselves any type of writer without ever producing one single piece of writing per week or only an subpar piece of writing which one made during High School or one wrote a single piece of writing one didn’t properly study and research their craft prior to publishing then one ought to get oneself ostracized by real professional-working-writers and creators who did develop their serious analytical skills over the course of fifteen or more years.

If one calls themselves any type of writer because one failed at anything else in life then one’s a liar.

People who’ve thoroughly studied the mathematical form in the construction of creation will know it immediately.

It’s one thing to be terrible at one’s craft when one first starts out on one's own professional endeavors yet it’s quite another thing to lie about being a writer without any work to show for it.

One must have one stable and strong foundation.

When one’s professional work comes out sloppy or second-rate through careless mistakes then most of our contemporaries will point out or see any mistake a mile away.

For each of us who paid for such serious constructive mathematical insights then such very keen insights are what’s lead us to the development of our “intermediate careers” towards the authority of becoming experts in-the-process to show what we’re made out of not because we say we’re “someone” or “somebody” or through daddy’s connections rather because we’ve shown and we’ve proven our development-in-progress to the greater public-at-large mid way through our intermediate-creative-careers thirteen-years-in (2000-2013.) Thank you very much!

For example, one can’t call oneself a painter or a sculptor without those initial ten-thousand-hours of study because then one is considered a hack by one’s contemporaries no matter how one may gloss it over or sell it to the public which it will be obvious one knows very little about constructivism or structure or systems.

One can pretend to be good at constructivism.

However, in the long run it comes down to applying multiple-complex-angles in the layering of intelligent and logical ideas which create lifelong evolved careers.

If one continues to hack away at the same type of work because it works for them then they’ll not grow in their further development.

One will become any stunted individual who sells out nothing more and nothing less.

In the field we consider those individual-vendors “highflyers.”

It’s much tougher and a much longer journey to become a master-creator then it is to become a doctor or a lawyer or any other given profession.

Creation is set-up in such a way to separate vendors who say they’re "artists" (who’ve not ever studied their craft) vs. creators who prove they are experts and masters over lifelong careers and who’ve actually studied their creative mediums.

Yes, I was taught if young people called themselves “artists” then most likely they were liars or confused or fools.

Professional art is what separates the boys from the men like whiskey does.

Once people realize how difficult it is to become a professional working artist rather than any drunkard pretending to be an artist then most people don’t undertake such an intense and complex journey.

It’s easier to become a brain surgeon or a bio-chemist engineer than a professional-working-creator or a professional-expert-writer or a master-creator.

This is a great way to separate the amateurs from the professional artists in any given field.

Yes, I was taught, one, doesn’t possibly call themselves an ‘artist” out of a whim rather one will only become a professional creator from hard work and discipline and study and research otherwise “anybody” would consider themselves artists without anything to show for or without ever lifting a finger to work.

When people haven’t studied a creative medium as well as put in their first ten-thousand hours of study and research then they end up making sloppy and horrible work and continue to stay stagnant or become plagiarists because it shows they have no clue what they’re doing and it’s embarrassing for all around as well as an insult to any creative medium itself.

Hacks know deep down inside they’re hacks and so does “anybody” else around.

Such types of people simply want to be told they’re really good at creation which factually they’re really bad at.

Well, I tend to amuse such people because why not? Fools.

Yes, I abide by this code since the difference between hacks and professionals is a drastic one.

Once one has studied how to articulate “constructive criticism” over any creative medium and one’s put-in their ten-of-thousands of hours then one shan’t be conned or duped into liking mediocrity which is usually underdeveloped or vulgar or simply made to shock the senses or extremely well made in repetitious form yet not very good because it’s more of the same repetitious pattern of vendors.

Once one acquires an eye for products which is well-done-repetitively-ordinarily only because its form works then no vender can sell “anybody” on an overpriced hotdog disguised as a veggie burger unless one feels like eating a hotdog yet again a hotdog is made of lips and rectums and genitals.

Hotdogs work any time one’s super hungry yet one doesn’t forgets what it is no one’s eating no matter how much one dresses up a hotdog in a bun.

It’s best to be honest about what a hotdog is. (Repetitively ordinary.)

One better think twice about what it is one wants to purchase for creations.

If one desires lips and rectums and genitals then sit back and relax and enjoy the hotdog quasi-art-thing for what it truly is.

However, don’t ever confuse a hotdog for anything even remotely considered art or cohesive writing or professional creation.

How’s this writing knowledge for a single one-hundred thousand elite liberal arts college lesson?

Lovely.

One is able to tell the professional-working-creators who were taught this constructive lesson early on oppose to those who weren’t.

One usually will tell by looking at other people’s art work whether they went to elite private schools vs. public schools to study creation in their first ten-thousand hours of study.

Either path will set forth the way in which these creators think and construct and develop art or don’t.

Public school art has an element of desperate vendors’ self-promotion.

Public school creation-what-it-is.

Public schooled creators and their work taste exactly of hotdog sometimes trying to pass off their hotdogs as veggie burgers yet we all know better because rectums can’t be called by any other name.

Yes, I like hotdogs.

Nevertheless, I don’t ever forget what’s in a hotdog because we all know what animals’ genitals look like even if it’s sold in museum gift shops pretending to be decent art disguised as rectums. (Weird ha? I had a close friend ask me what I truly thought of other people’s vendor work.)

He asked me to be completely true thus I am.

Yes, I once again raised the bar in this city and we know it.

Let’s go!

Yes, I don’t like how I had to spell it out for “anybody” because I don’t want to purposely make “anybody” feel bad.

However, vendors may not steal from creative experts or masters.

Yes, I look naïve.

However, I’m not dumb.

Pura Vida

“To the Good Life” (According to the Costa Rican greeting.)

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement II

November 4, 2011

Welcome.

Yes, I had so many wonderful things I wanted to write about.

However, now I don’t seem to remember any of them.

Yes, I want to write to be more precisely understood.

Especially when I haven’t spoken-up for myself in the past when others have forcibly sold others on negative gossip about whom they think I am without knowing anything about me. I guess if people criticize and want a piece of you then it can only mean you’re ‘a force to be reckoned with’ and I am.

Words seem to fall short of the emotions and intellectuality I’d like to express.

If only I could express life in its fullest attire then I think I’d do it while portraying dance movements with a trail of color and breath-of-life inside movement. I can only imagine words making a tremendous impact for others to interpret, understand and communicate.

Yes, I like writing far more than speaking.

Writing tends to be true and pure and real and open and vulnerable as well as worth every magnificent musical note in the universes.

Writing is concrete.

Once writing becomes black-and-white then it’s there for the entire world to make a mess of it.

One can like writings or hate writings.

Nevertheless, the fact of the matter is someone took the time to think of logical ideas and expressions and rational thought and became vulnerable enough to share such words with others.

Writing is about courage and strength.

Writing is about flying inside dreams of melody and being completely and fully understood without having to utter any single spoken word.

Yes, I love music yet I rather write than sing any day.

Yes, I love to write since there’s tremendous delicacy and tenderness and respect in the learning and creating and development of writing.

Writing is any creative disciplinary form which I’m in constant learning and interaction and in relationship to the writing.

Writing is an intrinsic quality more so than an extrinsic one.

Writing is quiet and significant and a vast complexity of constant change in enigmatic appeal and approach and structure.

Yes, I’m blown away by how much I learn when I read and then apply it to my writing. Not to copy rather to become better at my work.

Last week I came across the storyline to my first novel.

Yes, I thought it would be another seven years before I’d have it in me to structure such any writing project yet there it was standing in my doorway dressed-up in all its glory in a dark navy-blue-night-sky tuxedo.

Yes, I couldn’t look away from the intricate stitching and the handsomeness of the fabric and the strength of the material.

There, stood my first novel tall and brave and handsome as if saying, “Are you ready for this dance?”

Yes, I knew what I had to do. I stood up to write-out the skeletal-body-infrastructure with posted notes across an entire wall. Bam! Done! First novel.

Time is of the essence.

After this May 2012 I only have about seven years to write a blog and I’m running out of time since I had so many subjects I wanted to write about and less stream of consciousness.

Yes, I’m about to turn 35 this May 2012.

Not only am I about to become an adult Mayan woman and break free of my cocoon.

Nevertheless, I’m also about to mature by leaps and bounds since it’s my duty to do so as a lovely woman of the world.

Yes, I want to be good for the readers’ sakes.

However, I also want to be free to be extraordinary and challenge and wise and somewhat intellectually skeptical as well as optimistic and full of life and laughter.

Yes, I want to be free as the wind.

Yes, I want to leap off metaphorical ledges and swim with the birds.

I’m wishing three respect and kindness in one’s lives.

Pura Vida

“To the Good Life” (According to the Costa Rican greeting.)

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

Artist Statement I

Friday, May 7, 2010

Welcome!

Yes, I’m writing to “anybody” who enters this online blog space.

Thank you for reading.

We’re quite humbled and honored to have readers visit our web space specifically conceptualized and engineered and constructed for our audience.

Yes, I’m writing this “Artist Statement” as I was taught to do academically by conveying as precise meaning as possible through the written English language. (I could write in Spanish yet my imperfect tense forms and spelling are atrocious thus no written Spanish language for now.)

This is a Nonfiction blog about thinking and writing by an imperfect human who is sincere nothing more and nothing less.

Yes, I work in the private sector and I’m a private citizen and civilian.

Writing is now my profession.

No, I’ll not be writing to tell anybody how to think about their lives ––since it’s anybody’s personal private endeavor.

Yes, I was academically and legally taught any public figure and celebrity and world leader and public official in the news are subject matter for criticism in any creative form.

Yes, I have been an official and factual expert since December 2005 at the age of 28 which means I can take an Oath in any stand in front of any judge/jury and testify as an expert witness in cinematography.

Yes, I write with a ‘thinking-voice’ otherwise anything else is homemade apple pie.

A writing professor once said to me, “If you want to be a writer then write.”

Yes, I was struck in the heart like an arrow through flesh-and-bone while I understood his profound and simple wisdom which became a costly lesson to learn yet I learned it, anyway.

No, I’ve not turned my back on writing even when I’ve experienced great loss and pain in my life.

Yes, I recognized early-on the discipline of writing would take time and effort if not a lifetime to consider.

Yes, I was told by a professional publisher, “Most writers don’t hit their stride well into their fifties, possibly their sixties. You’ve got a long way to go yet.”

Yes, I internally smiled. In pure and sheer silence we finished our cosmopolitan martinis.

Yes, I was happy to discover I had a lifelong career to strive towards greatness and excellence and fun while experiencing the joy of play.

Yes, I enjoy reading Spanish and English literature.

Yes, I’ll read anything at least once about any content or subject matter.

No, I don’t censor myself as a breathing and thinking and writing human.

As much as I do write a decent sentence well-enough, I’m a terrible editor.

Yes, I understand brilliant minds exist in this Informational Age.

Yes, I’ve learned to utilize technology to write to an audience because that’s what any artistic medium is to convey something of significance to others.

Yes, I did blog in 2006-2007.

On May 2010, I started to blog again “(another blog for another day)” is subject matter I’ll write from time-to-time and I’ll eventually get back to the subject matter from my personal viewpoint.

This is a blog about writing and about one writer who’s trying to “build-up” linguistic muscle to write one full complete novel someday.

Hopefully I’ll write with great fictional characters with correct grammar and no misspellings.

Someone once said to me something to the effect about how American authors wrote “great American novels” and I wondered ‘what about great world novels?’

In my late twenties, I confided in my Father that I was thinking about quitting writing and he said, “If that’s your decision then that’s how you really feel about it.”

Yes, I was serious and so was he.

Yes, I decided to keep writing because as simple and as mindful as the writing may be at times it’s one perspective of an entire galaxy.

If I don’t make the time to blog then I’ll set aside an hour to journal.

Writing has become a daily exercise and routine in discipline no different than playing board games or putting together puzzles or solving riddles.

For me writing is relaxation for the mind to make logical and mindful and thoughtful observations about the world we live in even though I’m becoming more diplomatic and less of a ‘bleeding heart.’

Yes, I’ve become an adult.

No, not a grown up.

Rather a mature adult since there’s a huge difference between the two isn’t there? Yes.

Yes, I write because I respect the discipline of writing as I also respect the discipline to daily read.

Yes, I hold a strong and powerful writing voice.

Yes, I first began to write English poetry in 1989 and more or less Spanish.

Yes, I’ve developed my writing voice.

No, I don’t waste words because I don’t want to.

Words are truly sacred in my bias of Indigenous of opinions.

Words, too, have consequences like actions do.

If I have misinformation on the blog about world current events and I when become aware of mistakes then I’ll make corrections immediately with a side note written (“Correction”).

Entiende. Understand. Right? Right.

Cheers to you and yours!

Cheers to us and ours!

Cheers to all.

We raise a moment of silence to all of the thinkers, creators, developers and dreamers of all the Ages.

Ciao,

Gabriela de la Holm

Gabriel (Yes, I’m a woman.)

(Only my Grandmother called me “Gabriela.”)

As an adult one may address me as “Gabriel” (since fall of 1996) unless we know each other well and one adds to the twenty-plus-some nicknames I’ve already been given by close and dear and beloved ones. Thank you.

P.S. There’s indeed swear words in this blog as it pertains to serious subject matter in content.

Yes, I find swearing vulgar. However, swearing is a great American First Amendment as any form of expression and liberty.

No, I don’t mind written swearing especially by prolific writers.

Particularly when swearing does hold any powerful impact to change the world and shake it awake from its slumberous and catatonic sleep then swear words are important.

Yet swearing has to serve any good and strong purpose in function otherwise its methane filled nothing more and nothing less.

Swearing is pollution for the mind and has no place but to take up space.

Swearing is garbage not any prolific inclination towards discovery, metaphor or poetic justice, unless....

Swearing is all too easy to do and distracting and the language of the common man which I don’t mind yet I will use less of it in my writings throughout the years to come. Thank you.

Pura Vida

“To the Good Life” (According to the Costa Rican greeting.)

Gabriel

Gabriela de la Holm

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