I am an Artist

I have sold my art and won Best of Show; I’m published and can write like the dickens; I have worked as a Landscape Architect and have been called “doctor,” but now it is a reality; I saved the character of historic buildings, and now trying to save my own; I can play the guitar and I am a drummer after the light of a Moon; I took my share in the best of the Sweet Leaf, and cultivated and walked through a field of Cosmos nurtured by own loving Mother; I drank wine from a garbage can and met the Spirit of Arak; I owned 55 aquariums with fish of all colors; I landed on and took off from an Aircraft Carrier yet only a 3-Martini night makes me sick—as does Arak and drinking from a Balinese garbage can; I drank beer on my porch with a famous baseball player and bought dinner for one of the greatest Guitarists in the world; I have met Celebs, Mayors, Congressmen, and Senators, but they mean nothing compared to my closest friends; I have been the toast of a clique and a prisoner of my own isolation; I rode from the Pacific to the Atlantic thinking about Zen, but without the need for motorcycle maintenance; For good measure I rode my Harley to Key West with a good friend, and then rode my bicycle with another friend to a far-off place only to be greeted by a tornado bearing down; I have helped hurricane victims recover from ultimate disaster; I have been to the bottom of lava filled craters, and summited Mauna Loa twice, looked into the fire pit of Kilauea, dehydrated along the Puna Coast, and wandered along trails too numerous to count; I have fallen 20 feet while rock climbing, while mountain biking has taken me to some of the most rustic places, yet a mere two-foot drop is what broke a finger; I dove into two feet of water from 25 feet above and now live to tell the tale; I partied under a waterfall; I served my Country; I have been to the South Pacific, Asia, Europe, Canada, Mexico, the Caribbean, and flew over Australia; I have lived on the coast of Lake Champlain when it looked like a giant margarita and swear I saw Champ; The Beaufort River mesmerized me through its magnificent ebb and flow and I must have drank a hundred beers before the tide covered my outstretched arm; I have lived in 11 States…but not of mind; I have learned at 7 Colleges and Universities; I made a small fortune on real estate; I have been a sailor without sailing, but now I am the captain of my soul; I have too many stories of Wild and Possessed Women; I have experienced the death of several close to my heart and been on the edge of a breakdown, which nearly took the best of me; I have seen the inside of a Jail yet I know my heart is bound for Heaven, though I will certainly have to defend my life; I have shown my Abs; but, best of all, I met a Sunflower.

What have you done?