Johnny Johnston

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An artist/writer as well as graduate of the University of South Carolina with degrees in journalism/20th Century American Literature, and retired senior executive of several international hotel/resort corporations, Johnny is the product of the south having been raised in the ever-changing transient lifestyle of a Carolina coastal resort. A point where he discovered, within his 300-year-old heritage and the world's dramatic social/cultural shifts during the late '60s to early 80’s an ambitious hunger and overwhelming curiosity to touch, see and become a participant in the virtually unlimited possibilities offered to those who wish for and seek life experiences. A journey which when hearing its details initially makes one a bit skeptical, questioning its validity as it is hard to imagine that incidents such as these may have crossed one man’s lifetime. This is the fodder required to step into zones exposing one's personal inner self, which many of his paintings and the words he writes do, openly. An ability to see and hear the tragic, beautiful, accomplished, exciting journey in a life free of inhibitions allowing others the opportunity to live vicariously and become, through his works, a part of its future. His larger works which have been featured in several Colorado and Fredericksburg Texas galleries and resorts have produced a number of collectors and fans. However, over the years, his paintings are mostly viewed by friends, enthusiastic new artist encountered on the streets or a small number of acquaintances he meets when dining in local cafés with his wife.
Growing up in the late ’50s and early ’60s was an exciting time. Kids in the summer pretty much woke up, rushed through breakfast and we’re gone for the day hanging out with other kids in the neighborhood, riding...
I sat beneath the great oak today that rests beside the dirt road next to the boathouse and watched the passersby as they drove or meandered down the lane. The day was bright, and the wind blew dust devils...
If in life you’ve found each answer, To the many questions of ancient days, Touched bright visions deep within you, Of times lost and hidden ways. ✦ Discovered how great legends conquered, Knelt before His throne in praise, Why then did you walk in sadness, Always seeking...
I sat on the porch late this afternoon near sunset. The desert mountains appearing dust grey, granite and rust-brown as the light slowly lowered itself in the west. The landscape before it a bright tobacco and hay with vibrant...
Come let’s journey into the winds and summer breeze, Atop the great sequoia, Beneath the raging seas. ❖ Let’s imagine what we may discover, The places yet unseen, The snows of Kilimanjaro, The greatest Pyrenees. ❖ Close your eyes and believe in wonder, This journey on which you travel...
Be bold in that which you speak. Be true to heart and stand for passions held within. Know oneself and hold to knowledge gained in wisdom if that which is challenged breaks from the experiences and teachings of your...
Into, I walked out. Discovered, I hid. Told to wait, But ran instead, Never settled, I’d always fled. In today’s shadows cast, Blind in youth my fate soon past, In lost moments now seared and slain, I now hear life, See rushing sands and withered trees high upon dry plains. Tasted pleasure...
Mornings early I’d sit on its porch a young boy only of eight, The sea in the distance waves every dancing were the music of the seashore played, The arid scent of the marsh instills a sun-washed place in the light, I...
It might have been that night we met,  That place we sought and found our love, That place which led us in the light, Where our hearts did unwind. ❖ I don’t know yet but hope one day, I’ll look back then and maybe say, I...
I watched you quietly from behind sheer drapes, Your white dress gently blowing in the wind, Our three young children ran around your legs, As you hung washed linen in the new spring wind. ❖ I thought of when we first did meet, A flower...
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