Buddy Cushman Art

engaging stories of hope and joy

Getting There – 1000 Likes

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Blogger’s note:  Early in March of 2014 I posted on this blog site what follows below. I had reached 89 “Likes” on my Facebook Art Page when I had the quite sudden feeling that I could make it to 1000 if I set my mind to it — if I truly believed it was possible. I set a date of April 15, 2015 as the due date, and, as the following states, I guaranteed that people could go to my page that day and see the number 1000…..Now nearly a year has passed, and I have been sidetracked at times with public art shows, an unexpected return to College, and a headlong jump into the life of a fiction writer. Plus the requirements of being a husband, dad, and general screwball member of society. But I have never strayed far away from my FB Art page, and asking people to like it.

As I write this today, February 23rd, I stand at 815 “Likes”. Which means I need to average close to 30 new FB Friends to my page a week to reach my goal. That’s a lot. I’ll need a great deal of help to get there. If you read this and want to help, click here —  www.facebook.com/67blondies — and then click the “Like” button. And then show up in the middle of April and see how I have done.


Back on February 19th I posted on my Facebook profile page that I was going to “reach” for 1000 “LIKES” on my Buddy Cushman Art page. At the time my Art page had 89 LIKES. Today as I write this, four days after that “reaching” post, I have 111 LIKES. Some from that post, more from the “Invite” space that showed up and let me contact all of my FB Friends. These new LIKES came from old friends, former fellow employees, extended family, passing acquaintances, and an art teacher from Iraq and an artist in Cypress. That is all very, very cool, and I am deeply humbled by the support. Yes, it only takes a moment to click the LIKE button when you get to my page, but it takes perhaps an even briefer period of time to not bother and move on. So for all the bothering and choices to support, I am honestly grateful.

Now, just as an aside, my rudimentary math skills cause me to understand that I remain, as I write this, 889 LIKES from my stretched-out goal. And I further assume that of my 276 Facebook friends, 93 of whom have already LIKED my Art page,  the remaining folks include a couple of duplicates, people who no longer look at FB at all, people who aren’t actually people but are places or things, people who don’t give a rat’s butt about art, a large group of people who have already passed on my invitation, and a few in general slackers, leaving me with about 13 more people now listed as my friends that might LIKE my page. Which brings us, me, to the age old question of all questions, hardly a more dramatic and important question within the whole universe:

Now what?

Above I have focused on the math. And I don’t even like math. But that’s okay. Because this story isn’t about math. Or any number other than 1000. This story is about “knowing”. About certainty. About steadfast ain’t no doubt about it we were doubly blessed for-sure-ness. About this simple thing – belief.

Listen. —  There will be 1000 LIKES on my Art page, as certainly as I sit here and type this, and they will show up and be accounted for before April 15th, 2015. That seems like a reasonable time period, and April 15s are special to me, so that is the date I decided upon.

Do you believe me?

Now I would like someone I am sure I would have been friends with, both of us native Bay Staters, to say a few words in support of my definite statement. And I quote: (1) “It’s not what you look at that matters. It’s what you see.”; (2) “If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.”; (3) “This world is but a canvas to our imagination.”; (4) “Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.”; and (5) “I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by conscious endeavor.”

I lived in Concord, MA too for a while, and had on a few occasions the opportunity to run around Walden Pond. Past where Henry built his house, and did what he set out to do, what he decided to do: “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach.”

What an opportunity for me. To see what I can learn about fortitude. About commitment. About suiting up and showing up. About ignoring all the “No’s”, and running with all I’ve got after the “Yes’s. About deciding something that is all mine, that I literally have no clue how it will come to be, but getting up every day to follow yet another path, open yet another door, ask yet one more person for guidance along the way. Thoreau said once that allowing someone else to be part of your special endeavor is one of the kindest and most decent things we can do. I will be kind and decent and ask for your help.

Check out the Buddy Cushman Art page on April 15th, 2015. I don’t know what kind of painting or drawing or general silliness and weirdness you might find there. But I know one thing you will find there.



Author: buddycushmanart

This is my Blog, my opportunity to say what I think and write what I feel. The content has morphed in the two years of existence -- I began with personal tales of sillyness and drunkeness and soberness and times, places, and events within. Then I wrote a whole a lot of opinions about the world and its often sad shape, and how I thought we could make it better (re: engaging stories of hope). More recently I've taken to writing about this and that, including links to movies, Ted Talks, rock and roll, other writers' web pages, and more. These past seven years I have taken up the life of a painter, and my work can be seen on my web page ( www.buddycushmanfineart.com ) and my Etsy shop (www.etsy.com/shop/musicflower67). But I've been writing since I was just a young thing living on the Massachusetts coast, and storytelling is my home. I have a number of fiction works in varying degrees of completion, and have published two books of fiction in the last year, under the name W.B. Cushman. But it's here I get to share my whatevers of sorrow and hope, and hopefully, wonder and magic. Thanks for stopping in.

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