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Saturday, May 24, 2014

Sneak Peek 10: The Circus in Me, S.M. Bjarnson

His smile was quiet. Stare struck into my blue eyes. Something he saw every day and somehow he was seeing it now; guilt.
“Unless Jazz is bad too, then none of that whatsoever.” Gladly giving into odd ideas of my strange personality.
“Miss Livingston, there is an Honor Code set in place at BYU. Every student abides by the rules.” In my hands he placed another copy of the guidelines I abided.
“I embrace that you have proof of these actions Mr. Branch President?” Eager to understand what proof was evidence enough to lead me to his office. I glance down at his last name, Bleu. Calculations being precise. All facts and folklore coming into perfect harmony.
“Did your daughter make these complaints contrary to me? She is my roommate.” He gleams acceptance of the things I profess.“Such a beautiful name Tracey Aliza. You should go by that instead of this Trae Lae business.” What an awful name; Tracey Aliza. I was one of many. Born into the prototype of human beings.“I do follow the rules.” In his hands I laid the copy back. I had done nothing wrong, I corrected.“My daughter’s middle name is Tracey.” Ignoring absolute honesty.“Is she the 4^th or 5^th child in the line of kin? I am the 2^nd in my generation. I will tell you this because obviously you don’t understand the meaning of names.” My gut bulging with pride and power. His vision changed. More nervous than wearing a skirt four inches above knee length.
“I am named Tracey because in a male dominate society, who think little of the female race, it deemed inevitable to confirm my father wanted a 2^nd son.” His silence spoke for itself. Ruled by souls and soldiers of generational men he acted as the rest did. I feared my gumption.

S.M. BJARNSON

Friday, May 16, 2014

Wide Eyes Behind Beautiful Lies - Limited Edition Brian Oldham

Wide Eyes Behind Beautiful Lies - Limited Edition

Brian Oldham

United States

http://www.saatchiart.com/art/Photography-Wide-Eyes-Behind-Beautiful-Lies-Limited-Edition/605295/1755190/view

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The Tangled Tears is now out on the createspace website! Be sure to get one of the first editions! :)
https://www.createspace.com/4758674

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Scared to live our lives, by S.M. Bjarnson

A Heads up I wrote this in High school.

Dear Fellow Peers & Colleagues

What makes us fear growing up? What makes us not exceed our maximum potential? Is it that we feel threatened or inferior of other achievements? Or maybe it’s the fact that one day soon we will have to stop holding onto the past. That we won’t be able to hide from our future and it’s events. Whether your future occupation is a local gardener or a famous motor cross rider, you will be great at it because you were born to do it.

In high school we put up safety barriers around ourselves, because of the intimidation of having to be something more than an average high school student. For most high school seniors we have already had this realization come to us. So, now we are facing the coming winds, head on with a fearful heart and a courageous mind, both characteristics that we all should learn how to master.

As our cards are laid out in front of us it’s our choice to pick and play or fold and fail. It’s our choice to press forward to excellence or stay another regular human being. A quote that hangs above my window makes this statement, “Life is what we make it. Always has been. Always will be.” With that phrase I strive to face every new day with a hopeful heart and optimistic mind, to be a new me and make a better world for myself and for others. This is your life fellow student body, it is your choose to live and take charge, leaving fears and nervousness in the dusty tracks behind you. It’s your choice; it is your life, no one else’s.

Fulfill your own destiny, chase after your own personal passions and have them become a true reality to your life, discover once and for all dreams can come true. Believe in yourself and find the personal strength that is screaming to be unleashed from within you, let it out and be freely you. Maybe than we won’t be in fear of growing up and becoming adults in the world’s society.

Take chances and stop thinking. Quit wondering to yourself what if, stop caring what the person next to you thinks, they don’t think and honestly I doubt they care. Do something, because you want to, because you feel the need to shout it out to the world, be proud of the accomplishments of being influential in a spontaneous way. You wait around your whole life waiting for something amazing to happen to you, but than nothing happens and you get discouraged with life. Let me make this clear, nothing is going to happen unless you make it happen.

Be happy and comfortable with who you are today, walk with confidence and hold your head high. Because, after high school no one will stress with statuses, even if you dominated the top of the pointed pyramid or that you slummed to the crumbling bottoms. No one will care, because it doesn't matter, it never did. Figure it out for yourselves; you’ll know it’s true as well.

Be smart and be courageous, stand out above the normality of each other’s lives. Be you and be free.

S.M. Bjarnson

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Now Onto The Next Step, by, S.M. Bjarnson

I wrote this article a little while ago for a friend blog. I thought it was time to reshape and revamp motivation for the year!

There are many challenges in our lives that we can easily walk away from. Trials that phase us either the right or wrong way. There are plenty of times in a young artist's life when giving into the odds is easier than spiting them.

Transforming from girl to woman, boy to man, is a course both chaotic and indirect. Nonetheless finding yourself in this oblivious world is a straight forward blur of uncertified facts mixed with a mirage of fictitious morals.

Imagine yourself at the bottom platform of a cascading staircase. Your glance is met with all the necessary steps to acquire the high beacon.

Your focus not declaring or assuming its presence. In life and in love, faith tells you, it exists. It speaks loudly in your ear persuading your greatest efforts of this wonderful idea of success. Eyes closed, deep breaths taken in. Picking up each foot to make the next sacrificing stride. This staircase leads you up a winding beautiful mountain. The scenery claiming no faults in any direction. Quiet peace surrounding your persona. Welcoming in this attitude of gratitude; you are calm and powerful. Hope lingers beside the knowledge of your daring being, ever so silently.

As you make your way further up the curving pathway, not knowing what the next step may bring you; trust first, then believe. Without question or much hesitation you begin to hear a faint annoyance of a buzzing. Turning around, the landscape empty except of you. Ignoring the humming whispers, you decide to press on. Suddenly, the small buzz has turned into a crack in the stone, a trip in your step. Staggering your progress and casting your view down. Faces appear at your shins grasping at your weaknesses and applauding them in mockery. The doubts and fears you have start challenging you, whispering to you false information. They tell you there is no chance in paradise with you ever reaching the top of this hill. You're never going to accomplish the task ahead. The last ones always cutting the deepest; you are unworthy of being victorious. Draining the potential power left to win this race. They have made a personal commitment to bringing you to your knees in definite defeat.

You stumble trying to keep balance. Scraping by another inch or so. You rise each foot again and again. Pledging your name to that trophy. The new found strength in your legs makes the effort easier. There's a break between the white clouds and your destination is in pleasant view.

Throwing your hands up in the air. Hallelujah on your tongue. You have made the long journey. On top you are welcomed with applause and a celebration of your triumph.

In closing a final tune to keep in mind:

When you’re stuck in rut, and your story won't fly.

Think of the thoughts that make your heart jump and the setting catered your way.

What words would be said and words be exchanged, how confident are you with the world you have created?

Can you think up a rhyme or a time of age?

A character’s name or how it will end?

Just remember when you’re down on your pen and your ink has run dry, tomorrow has a better thought in mind for the end of your lines.

Best wishes, and whimsical hope!