Fish on Friday. Art, Love, joy and forgiveness.

Blessings, peace and love to you and all beings.

Its the last day of November and I have just stepped in from the first floor balcony, having been amazed to have been able to pick and eat some cherry tomatoes, which are still bearing their remnants. It seems a long while since they were planted in May and yet they know nothing of time. When it gets too cold for the plant to continue  
in this work, then it will return to the soil.

We must learn to be present in each moment, with love, joy and forgiveness.

If you accept, as I do that in the beginning, before the universe was brought into existence of space, time, energy; there was a power before all. All that was, became all that is now.

I long ago, as now have my two sons, been confirmed into the Christian faith. Yet I realize that so many who call themselves Christians are not in reality. If we went into any western prison or church, or company board room; we will come across those who will with their mouths say, "Lord, Lord." yet with there actions follow there own selfish desires. I had once been given a banknote and so assumed it was as it said, a twenty pound note. Yet when I tried to use it in exchange for some goods in a shop, was denied. The shopkeeper told me it was a counterfeit. I had not known when I accepted it, yet that did not change the fact that it was worthless. Do not be fooled by appearances.  We will find so many false people who will tell us that they will show us the way to salvation. 
Being a Christian means to follow the way of Jesus. Jesus says to us, that however we treat the least of people, we treat Him. We are not to judge and yet we do. I do. I will often feel good (o what self righteous wretch I can at times be!) when having bought something in a shop, I put the change in the charity box. Yet often I will look at a person who asks me to spare them some change and answer that I have none. I may actually have some and be thinking to myself that its not good for me to give to them. They are likely to be spending it on alcohol, or drugs. This is not an excuse, as one can on other occasions see these people in drunken, wasted states.
 The God though who is meant to be in me, when I say, `I no longer live, yet Christ lives in me` did not come to judge, but to set us free.
Forty years ago, when I was a boy scout - before I broke the law and was sent to reform school - we were taught the motto, `Be prepared`. So now I will try to have change to give to those, with out questioning what they need it for. Jesus said that however I treat the least of His people, I treat Him. If I am to become a good follower of the Way ( I Am The Way, The Truth and The Life. Spoke Christ.) Then it is my duty to feed the hungry, heal the sick and comfort those who mourn.
Do not be fooled into thinking that you will find God in any temple or building, except your own body. Make your body the temple fit for the spirit of God to dwell. (Or not, it is up to you, if you have free will.) 

                 This is the only way I will be sure to follow my bliss. No material things will give me real satisfaction, as they are all illusion. 
I must be present in each moment with Love, joy and forgiveness!   

    ART                        ART                      ART  

    

                              Above you can see the whole of yesterdays completed painting.

                               

                                                    This work below may or may not be
                                                     be finished. It doesnt look finished to
                                                     me, but maybe its a good discipline
                                                     to leave some unfinished works for
                                                     reasons other than ones death!

             Your presence at this site is much appreciated and please 
              be patient as it wont be long until the galleries are changed.

             Your brother of Christ, the Buddha and all the Saints,
                                Peter.  

While I can still paint I will post.

Good day and blessings be upon you. Here are photos taken this morning of yesterdays painting.

If I do a post tomorrow, then it is likely to be called, `Fish on Friday` and ought to have a spiritual bent to it. Notice the `If`` I have not been long back from driving my mother and me to today's communion service at All Saints church and I am already flagging, energy wise. The effect of my brain injury from carbon monoxide poisoning means I can oft get fatigued and yet after a rest get a second wind as it were. Enough said for now. I will post photos of my recent painting, which is still wet; in the expectation that some of you will enjoy it less than me and some more! Its sunny outside, but alas my camera is not going to get out and about this afternoon. Or will it!

Without further ado, here come the photos.
                     
                                                 
                                                    Yesterdays work will be framed to be
                                                    hung either of three ways. Depending
                                                    on the hanger. Hangman or women.

                                This way up at 5am
                            
                                                                                                         liked this way up also at 6am

                                                                                This way also, but just this moment.

                      I really really like this painting and hope it will be set of well framed behind glass.

    Above I managed to get a slightly blurred effect from the way I did the mark making here! (not the camera shot.)   Will I remember to try this effect again, as I would wish to?  Brain damage on the one hand has freed me from so many of the restraints I had  loss of memory and wife. Angst! I dont know if that is the right word to describe one  of the things which has been added unto me. Also the loss is not `bad`, it  just is!
Or, it just is not! Lets get away from words and back to art. Agreed!  

    I imaging sheets of colour and  white floating amongst a sheet of mixed colour slowly getting stripped.

Hmm, what does that make us think about! 

Maybe some of you feel like you were born with life being like a clean white, blank sheet of paper?

If I had the energy, or you were here to make me a coffee then I could expound on this and take it to a place where you would feel stimulated to join in. (good grief, maybe one of you just thought; `if I am visiting Peter, then he should get the coffee.` Well that could happen if you came next week or next year, but not now.`



For now I must bid thee all a good day and ask you for your good thoughts. For yourself, me and others.

Blessings be with you now and always.
Peter G Kimble



                                     

Long time got pictures of recent art.

Picture Post Extra

This has been able to be posted, due to my wonderful and understanding neighbour, who`s name is Long Tang.

Love and peace to all beings.

Your bro Peter.

Good day to share with you just my painting. I AM A CREATIVE BEING>

                    Good day to you. May you be blessed with love and understanding this day
                                 
                              and always. Know that you are loved and can BE.

          I have many more pictures to post. Unfortunately the internet, or whatever, is saying
          I have no more room and must pay to upgrade my storage!
          Not understanding or having the computer savvy to sort this myself, I shall have to ask
          that we be content with just this one picture today.
          I am confident that help will come here and it will be sorted, but when is out of my hands!

           I am off down the town now to buy a mouth guard for my twelve year old, as he has
           misplaced it and needs another one to play rugby tomorrow.

          Be well my brothers and sisters and know that we are loved. Blessings to you and through you.
                           Your brother, Peter.

Tuesday so welcome. Its raining outside and so getting some cheer and play inside.

I give little thought to this, or that. I create without much thought. Putting emotion into a painting not seen before.







Good day to you my brothers and sisters. As is referred in title, here are some shots I took. 
I could understand if one of you thought, `this guy is sad.` As we are at times able to judge others from  our  own  wondrous  unlimited  life!  Derr. Im just starting to get myself out of any one frame of mind. To the state of no mind.

                     Can you see that it doesnt look inviting
                                  OUTSIDE

So lets stay in awhile and mess about with the camera. Oh yeah and lets mess about with
hats and silly faces.

            Below is a ceramic one
               which I made.

                                                     Above is my `what it is`  face.                                              

                                                     Playing the part of Rastafarian  Jew                                                  

                                                              SCREAM

                                                           Going to transform into a gargoyle!

                                                     Nope, just this ceramic head once again.

                                                    What am I looking at. I have no idea.

               Not like this   
                  like that.
                     When I was a child and on holiday at Butlins holiday camp. Tommy Cooper played a trick on me with a fake wasp.
I was terrified.



     THE DAYS MAY YET
             GROW DARKER
The days may yet grow darker,
The nights more weary grow,
And Jesus may still tarry,
But this one thing I know:
The Lord will still grow dearer,
And fellowship will be
The closer and the sweeter
Between my Lord and me.

Tis our dear Lord we wait for,
Our hope! Our joy! Our friend!
Himself we long to welcome,
And just beyond the bend
Hidden, perchance to meet us
Before the day is done,
The waiting will be over
And rest will have begun.
                                           M. E. Barber 
Okay my brothers and sisters. I am off to the hospital to see Opel and probably have a bit of blood taken for a test. 

Fair well and know that you are loved. Also, remember that its easy to be kind to those that love us and so make an effort to show love to those that dont! 

Your brother, Peter. 

Monday 26th Nov 2012 Imagination and creation

Good day to you my brothers and sisters

Blessings peace and love to you

And all beings.

Being here now. Time is not important in so much as it will not run out any more than it will flow in! 

This moment I am here to share some photos of a painting brought into the existence of now, through me for us to observe.

When we observe the image, then we can if so inclined, observe any thoughts which come to mind. Or on the other-hand, any emotions felt!

Any or all of this may not be from the painting, but from within us.

  The world is dying from a lack of contemplation.

We are often so busy doing things and being busy that we lose our awareness of our `oneself` in thoughts about past events or future hopes.

Imagination is not about wasting time in worry. Having thoughts going  round and around in the mind without any settled conclusion.

Imagination is being able to see in ones mind the life we want to be all of ours, as coming into being in this continual present.
Do not think of wanting an end to suffering, for this will focus our mind on suffering.
Imagine love and joy spreading as we sit still or go about in the world. Feel love inside us and overflowing in love and forgiveness for all.

   There comes a time when one suffers from the inability to do anything. Don`t worry about this.

   Contemplation is love, not a dead cold coal. It will come when God wishes, and He will provide the `ray` by which we may perceive Him and know that it is God.

Jesus, said "Me and the Father are one, those who have seen me have seen the Father." 

You my brothers and sisters are one. We have to realize the power of love in us and then that will release the force of love.

Love is unstoppable. It can be ignored or diverted, but it will always win through, because it is the only truly real thing. All else is illusion and games which we play, during this thing called life.

Once again, there are rain showers outside and sky and trees look grey. Yet this will pass. I can stay inside, out of the rain. Smile and think of you seeing my blog, imagining me sitting here typing and having a desire for a smile to alight from you.

Know that you are loved and that not only are we one, it is our duty to love those who see themselves as separate from us!   

Brother Peter.

Sunday evening Post. Cleared some space in Picasso web albums. Hurrah!

Evening Post

More a pose than meditation.

                                                                Just like the lines and colours.

    Going with the theme of blue for this evening post. Above reflection. See me in window Far right!


 Love is the relationship of a soul with God.


Leave yourself in God`s hands - He will do the rest and
 GO WITH GOD!

                                   Your bro Peter

Sunday afternoon and am back with some photos and am tired.

Good day to you, one and all.

My two sons, two of my three sisters and myself, have been for an overnight stay. We went to a Mariot Hotel in the east end of london. The boys and me had pie and mash potato in a traditional pie and mash shop. We all had plenty of laughs and a break from normal routine. We used the steam room, swimming pool and gym.

Here are some photos taken yesterday and today.

Sorry, there are no photos being able to be posted.
The internet or whatever, has informed me that i have used all available free space. It says I can buy more and then gives prices in american dollars. News update, I am a poor British artist who has a few English `pounds` and these are not the sort which two and a bit are the same as a kilogram!

Whatever happens, be ready to endure.

Not my blog, just the awareness that change is inevitable!

                      ----------------------------
The active life is lived in that which is known and seen, working from outwards, inwards.

  The contemplative life is lived in the knowledge that God is within us, and reason takes the second place. This way works from inwards, outwards.

  Both must face and work out purgation.

   ...........................
 The Eternal Peace comes through the flow and re-flow of the self-offering.

Be good my brothers and sisters and know that you are loved!

Pass on this love in you being and doing.

Your brother, Peter.        

LOTS OF MY ART. Plus Fish on Friday.

Good day to you all and may you have some time well spent looking at my blog today.

Firstly I shall post a photo I took as my sister drove me to the little town, or village of Redbourn from here in Luton early this morning. I had an hour and a half session with Kate Rothwell, my forensic art therapist. Not time to do any art as we were going through the art I will be taking to the talk we will be giving at the forensic forum in Hampstead, London. This is only two weeks away and I am looking forward to it.

Tomorrow I will be going with my two sons and two of their aunts to spend an overnight in an Hotel, as a treat for them.

                                     

Now for photos of some of the art I produced awhile ago in an art therapy sessions.

  

This was made using mainly a found mirror which broke as I was scrapping off some of the back material away. A very fleeting thought - o no I have broken it - came into my mind. Then my conscious thinking came in and I thought, how much better it was as a personal work of art. Expressing being able to go with the breaks and not having to identify with them, or label them as good or bad. Change just is!

                                                        REFLECTIONS

Be open and say `Yes` and grace is irresistible.

We all need training to be holy.

Not to `kick` is good for humility.

The Holy Spirit is a Person - not a pigeon sitting
     on your shoulder!

Who can show us our sin better than God?

Avoid worry and impatience.

Righteousness without charity is like a cold, dead
      fish.

Everything is interesting if it is used for the glory
     of God.

Accept the situation as it stands and put your
     thanksgiving into it.

Obey! Obey! Obey! Do the will of God.

Not: "How am I getting on?" but: "How can I
    correspond better with God?"

He only asks our love - and our obedience to His
    Will.

In everything give thanks: whether it is light, black,
     pink, green or purple!        

                                     Look at this either way up, and see which you prefer!

    THEOLOGIC maybe an invented word, but I claimed it. I stake my emotions on it!

Finally my brothers and sisters. Those of us in Christ and those who are not; I still ask all to pray for the release of `Pussy Riot`!
Also for all beings to be free.

Have a good weekend and know that you are loved.
(I am away from the blog until monday, as I need to devote quality time and love to my two sons)

Your brother 

Peter.     

Thursday. Have taken our mother to the morning communion service at church.

I do not know how the heading of the blog changed from PETER KIMBLE on an orange background to a sign I havent seen before!  

Now my sisters and brothers I am back

to blog.

    So firstly I shall shall ask the creative force behind and in the universe (whom I call God among other names.) to bless you this day and tonight. Also for you to be a blessing to and for others!
 Be the one to pardon others their imperfections and mistakes. Let us all whom look at this blog think of ourselves as ONE.

          Love needs to fill us so much it overflows around us.
                              Smile. We are loved and we are love.
   

                               
                                          Please take time to let go of thoughts and then as
                                          we look at these photos of paintings still wet and
                                          that have been painted, primarily for US. Let us
                                          be aware of any feelings or thoughts that come to
                                          mind. Look at the thoughts, let them go and then
                                          bring your attention back to these photos.                                       

                     So my brothers and sisters, this is the painting which I did yesterday and today

                     This photo is one I took that could be one of two things. A lion or a zebra. It
                      has provoked a stirring of an idea. Not to do something similar, but to maybe
                     take a part in producing an artistic short film which has skewered off of the back of
                     this!

                     Come on now, I am not going to do this on my own. Help me develop the idea 1st.
                     Then we can write the story board, get props, shoot film.
                     Edit film and post it on You Tube.

                      Thats one little dream. Unfortunately my brain injury, although enhancing my being in
                      so many ways and having brought me so many excellent things; poor memory and
                      organizational skills were part of the package.
                      Thats why at times, I can tell those I am with, `Great to be here with you, but where are
                      we!`   Thats not just a joke, it has happened once at least.
    

                                                                Imagination
              I cannot imagine anyone and not see God incarnate. Even in the worst wretch who 
                       is unable to see past their own greed and sometimes perverted desires, I can see if 
                       not a spark of decency and love, at least an ember which I am called to blow on with 
                       prayers and good company. Those that need help to get up out of a mess in life do 
      y               not at all times either look and call out for help, or accept help offered. If we have 
                       been given anything which we can give to another in need. Be it a smile, or a kind
                       word. An ear to listen to another one of us as they share their story, or a meal and a 
                       mattress for the night.
                       Eventually we all have to awaken because God is One God, not two, or twenty 
                       billion. You and I without loss of identity are one. That is we focus our identity on
                       being love in motion, emotion and motivation. WE ARE ONE! Lets help awaken 
                       each other and stop each other drifting off into the illusion that things and money 
                       are what we need most and should be willing to sacrifice our lives for. On the 
                       battlefield or waiting on the job lines. Do not give up on yourself. Especially if some 
                       that you are close to have - in all kindness - given up on you.  Announce to the God 
                       which is in you, out loud but on your own if you like; God almighty, with you all    
                       things are possible and without you nothing was made. Ask for your request and 
                       believe that it will come, as God would not promise a thing if it was not so!
                       Some people and I have been one in the past, have such little confidence in their 
                       own existence as a most magnificent manifestation of Gods love, they cannot 
                       realize what is there for the gathering.
                       Sow my brothers Good thoughts and ideas. Good words and actions. All this do with 
                       prayer and what a revival it will be.

                           I shall leave you now my brothers and sisters too have an afternoon siesta, before 
                       once again seizing this wonderful day.  Blessings and love be with you all. 
                       Your bro Peter.