What is love? Can you draw it? Can you taste it? Can you find it in a box of Cracker Jacks? How long does it take to find it when you’re looking for it? Is it like the old Tootsie Roll Pop commercial…? “One, two, three….Crunch!”

I’ve been exploring this for a long time now…relationships with others whether intimate, friendly, family or work related are all part of the process of learning how to love. You can love a job, a car, a person or any number of addictive substances. I love creating, but I let a world of other confusing feelings get in the way of my productivity. Why do I have to work so hard to get to what I love? Am I scared of love? Am I scared of rejection? Maybe.

I’ve been questioning my definition of love lately. My love for my mom, my significant, my kids, my work, my art, my friends…am I giving enough? Am I getting enough? What defines love? Is it standing your ground and saying “I love you” or maybe its “love you…but?” Is it giving into demands and feeling a sense of martyrdom when you do it all for nothing? That sounds like a lame excuse for attention not love… So how can such a small word cause so much confusion? Too much information…I want a simple explanation and simple expression yet I find myself lost in a matrix of color and convoluted shapes…

I started this piece to submit for a show about love…I finished it 10 minutes after the due date and time…then I forgot about it until about an hour ago. What’s up with that? I didn’t get it in the show…but I have it here to share with you…

So…I said…”lets get more active…he said…”ok, but I need to make it fun and exciting…I’ll get some roller skates and we can walk the dog like ‘The Dog Whisperer’ and you can try to keep up with me…”

Two weeks and a couple hundred bucks worth of gear later…he still has to hold on to me or my pants to keep from falling or to go uphill…lol

Suggest a caption for this cartoon I drew at https://www.facebook.com/ILikeAjaiArt just put in your comment…”roller-skates caption” and I’ll see how many captions I get…

Ok…so there is all this information going in and out of my mind all the time. My mom, life, news, dumb stuff on Facebook…It’s like each piece of information is a building block for my next thought and each next thought creates another piece of information that needs to be conveyed to the next wave or band of information exchange…whatever this is…this is it!