Archives for 

Marvin Kanarek

Marvin Kanarek

Life’s Too Short

The hands of time wrap their rusted steel fingers around my throat trying to choke the life I never chose out of me…
0
on 21/08/2011

An Epiphany

Have you ever watched a child draw? Have you noticed how deeply absorbed and focused they are while they draw? Have you visited a group exhibition of children’s drawings created during their early formative years? I have!
1
on 18/03/2010

The State of The Artist # 4

by Marvin Kanarek I was going to do something else right now. I was outside having a smoke. Something came in again. So I’m sitting here getting it out before it goes away. Three words: – Sacrifice, Selfishness, Balance. When that “moment arrives” it’s only you tapping into and following that energy (Muse?), before it […]
1
on 03/03/2010

The State of The Artist # 3 – The Muse

I’m sure there are dictionary definitions of the word Muse. I or you can look it up. Maybe I will when this cycle has passed through me. I had heard a great story about a Scottish poetess who was out walking on her land one morning when all of a sudden she felt the presence of the Muse. She hurried home as fast as she could. Her pace was quickened by the fear that if she didn’t get back soon enough, the muse would pass through her and go on to inspire another poet! Interesting. I think that’s part of what this Muse energy is.
0
on 02/03/2010

The State of the Artist # 1

by Marvin Kanarek I’ll try as best I can to describe the journey, the psyche, the attitude, the denial, the acceptance and anything else I can touch upon that might illuminate this elusive universe that I call “The State Of The Artist? It’s a state of mind, spirit and necessity, that is highly romanticized, clearly […]
1
on 28/02/2010

Beam me up Scotty

Enjoy the trip… A new single from the new album “Looking Back Ahead” Marv Kanarek Lyrics Below… Beam Me Up Scotty When the wind’s blowing I can hear it say You can be free like me There’s another way A man who’s searching Dies when he stays And even love can’t hold him For another […]
1