Mortimer George Creations

I once considered myself a renaissance man, but that term is used much too often these days to the point where it has lost it’s luster  and flare.  I googled the definition and there are many interpretations, including one that is a 17th century historian.  That. is. not. me!  I located another definition and it stated: “This type of man constantly attempts to learn; always studying and searching for reasons. He isn’t satisfied being good in only one subject. He has many different hobby’s and very handy to have around”.

I think that’s me as it’s so close it violated my personal space. Spot-on actually.

I enjoy music and love creating my own.  I play three instruments although not so much these days. I formally studied the piano and taught myself how to play the bass guitar and drums.  I’ve recently reinvigorated my lost passion for lifting weights and working out. I want to live.  I enjoy the arts, but at the same time I enjoy sports.  I’ve played sports and I’ve played Bach.  I hate don’t have the time to read books but apparently I love to write and make time for it.  Those are both 4-letter words.

I studied Economics in college and am a senior level employee for a cool IT company in the hipster So Cal burbs.  I might stay a while.   Throughout my career I have gained knowledge and experience to be one of the best in my field in my opinion, but have not always been recognized for my accomplishments in my opinion.  While some may be satisfied with my successes,  I want more than a comparison to the status quo, to the dream. Six-figures. Those are simply things to do and have. I’m not content and am constantly in search of something.  Soon I will know what that something entails.

I am a black man, confident and straddle the fence of conceit.

As with most renaissance men I’ve had faults in my lifetime that took me away from my passions or brought reality into perspective. I’m not perfect, but I strive for perfection. Interestingly enough there were always reasons in different periods of my life when these faults gave birth and then later lamented.  It is still a journey and I’m a trip.

I believe in a relationship with God, and Not religion. There’s a difference just ask a Pharisee.

Recently I have been in search of me and to discover who I really am, National Geographic.  Like the Korubo Indians, I have exposed myself to understand the complexity of me which is unnatural but at the same time 20 years past due.  This blog symbolizes my nakedness.

I’ve always been there for others and have always obsessed over the needs of others ahead of my own. Is self-neglect a disease?  I’ve always internalized my emotions. I’m learning to make me a priority in my life, why not? Most “real” men  are blinded.

I was born in Puerto Limon, Costa Rica and now make Los Angeles home.  I’ve lived in Georgia and Virginia.  Costa Rica, my roots, mi corazon, intrigues me. It’s the one place where I meet people who look like me because I can see myself in their gaze.

So as I travel this renaissance man journey I have this undeniable need to discover who I am so I can better understand me.  True happiness.  Maybe this blog will bless someone then again maybe it won’t.  But it’s all about my legacy, thoughts, transcripts, adventures, relationships and passions. One day maybe I’ll put it all together and write a book. That’s how I roll.