John Ward

All you can take with you is that which you've given away

Thrift Store Art

Posted on Oct 31, 2014

Where are you going?

What are you doing it for?

I was shopping for some cheap vintage art for a room I work in. Goodwill, Thrift Town, Texas Thrift(not sure what they call it in other states/countries), etc. You name it. Anywhere where art goes to die.

..or the artist’s dreams.

Most of the art is from a period I refer to as “90′s Ugg” which is white girl for “ugly”. I swear I don’t know what people were thinking then, and I can’t imagine someone one day scouring through these stores looking for pale white flowers posted on a cheap gold-plastic frame, but who knows. I was there for the older pieces, which are few and far between, but in existence..

But in between the cheap art and the “cheap art” there were pieces hand drawn, hand painted, and not from some fancy artist or some good-at-copying manufacturer, but a true friend, a true neighbor, a true being.

They hadn’t “made it”, their art was not hung in some great hall; honestly, it wasn’t even being hung in their relative’s/children’s bedrooms. It was left to rot/sell/be thrown away after a few weeks in a thrift store who has had it half off on “Green tag Monday’s” more than once to no avail.

But what does that mean? What does it mean when someone was passionate enough about something to continue into it without any lasting impact?

It means paint on.

It means do what you love.

It means if you’re the next Lorde or the next thrift store sale, it doesn’t matter, because when you die and your art gets divi’d up to no one, it means you died doing what you love and it made you happy.

I thought about buying a piece of these unframed painted canvas, but I didn’t. I didn’t feel it’d be right..

I felt it best the story remain unchanged. So I left the art right on those cluttered shelves in those empty stores..

– John Ward

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The Impossibility Of One

Posted on Oct 14, 2014

When I was younger, I used to think I could do everything on my own.

If I worked harder than anyone, didn’t give up, and studied constantly, I could be better. Or, at least, I could be just as good..

All you have to do is learn how to do what everyone does, and do that..

But as you get older, you start to learn you need help. You start to learn that maybe even others worked harder than you, so best of luck ever getting to be as good as the whole of them at each individual thing they do.

It’s the folly of life. We think we can do it all on our own.

But there is a team for a reason. Because, when we come together, we can bring our own individual talents, and we can unite them together to make something greater than any individual could, no matter how hard they tried..

That last part was the hardest part to believe, but after many years of trying I can confirm it’s legitimacy..

Don’t make life an impossible up-hill battle. There are talented and gifted people around you who want to help you and bless you.

Be united.

- John Ward

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