My Website

…outlining a heaven-like 😇
fellowship of humanity

I love working on Ed’s Art Net. I work, usually with my iPad, while relaxing in my recliner! Kind of an oxymoron scenario. My web work is cranium clumsy. But in spite of that, I enjoy writing and editing. So I do LOTS of editing… it’s calming. With me it’s like shampooing… wash, rinse, repeat. The shampoo directions don’t say “wash, rinse, repeat once”. No, it says, “wash, rinse, repeat”… It takes a whole bottle to get my head clean. If my website had another name it’d be Calm Olive Branch Shampoo.

”A breath of fresh air.”
That’s been my favorite compliment! ❤️

Nothing in Ed’s Art Net is designed using artificial intelligence. Seldom do I use intelligence. 😬 I do use AI sometimes for spelling and grammar check and vice versa. Autocorrect is occasionally a misnomer!

There’s currently not a whole lot of music on this website unless you’re like me and hear it all the time. A bipolar brain is a busy place. There’s music in the AIR between my ears. 😜

Ed’s Art Net is my therapeutic hobby. It’s a smattering of iOS emojis along with my honest to goodness old fashionably rendered art, words, and perhaps someday recorded music that all act as a calming island and mental balm. A relaxing cyber “space” with lots of “calm” trees 🌴 and some messages to be shared with everyone old enough to learn about some important life and death conundrums. Which is probably around twelve or fourteen years old. Which may have been Jesus’s age when he first sought his real Father. 😇

The way I see things, we’re all God’s children… including the bad guys. Maybe especially the bad guys. They’re usually short a healthy brain cell or two. 👿

Patience is probably God’s simplest attribute. I think lovingly personable is His most prominent. How do you, or would you, feel about your own children? 🥰

I’m building Ed’s Art Net for my family and me. It’s an ongoing web publishing ‘work in progress’ and may simply end up as an offline family heirloom… daddy, pop pop’s wacky old art asylum. My calming refuge in a stormy world. 🌴

Ed’s Art Net is built from the inside out. Most often from an end or middle of a topic to a beginning. The content was quite disordered to start. Resolution developed over long periods of time… more astutely since December 2024. That’s when I discovered that my website had been targeted by Pegasus spyware. That software is used by various bad actors including governments to gather data. This knowledge inspired me to focus more on improving the clarity of my writing.

This web publishing effort tapped from and replaced all my career design jobs with a spiritual twist. The inspiration for building a website came from my intense 2003-2005 Christian Bible study as I was searching for mental healing. I found help and I’m sharing what I learned along with what I’m learning.

So far, it’s been fun and challenging, kinda like cleaning up a mess in the yard DURING a storm. But it’s getting easier. Efforts entered a major paradigm shift when I discovered how to build text hyperlinks.

I’m working to a future audience (my kid’s kids, and so on). I find myself frequently editing this website. At some point, I’ll have to stop.

More boring stuff about my website

September 28, 2007 – Acquired eds-art.net as my web domain and published my old artwork to the internet. The web address is https://eds-art.net and will probably not be changing…😜

January 2020 – First retired and also entered the Covid pandemic subsequently able to focus on developing Ed’s Art Net.

March 2020 – Discovered how to build text hyperlinks.

August 2021 – Went back to work out of retirement designing Internet circuit board layouts on an “as needed” basis.

July 2022 – Switched to WordPress as my web publishing tool in order to take advantage of its blog features.

November 18, 2023 – Changed the website name from Ed’s Art Net to Ed’s ArtSite and my tagline from “Casting Art to the Net” to “Casting to the Net”.

May 17, 2024 – Changed the website name from Ed’s ArtSite to Ed’s Website.

May 31, 2024 – Second and so far, final retirement from working for a living.

November 3, 2024 – Closed Comments… ended SPAM.

December 2, 2024 – Discovered evidence of Pegasus spyware.

December 3, 2024 – Added MUSTARD SEED as the title. Before, it had no title… then in a flash of light… I heard a thought, it was a God wink grinning at me. 😶‍🌫️

December 10, 2024 – Changed the Ed’s Website name to MUSTARD SEED. Name and title are now the same.

March 27, 2025 – Removed the website name MUSTARD SEED and changed it back to Ed’s Art Net. Changed tagline back to “Casting Art to the Net”.

May 4, 2025 – Changed tagline to “Casting to the Web”.

online since 28 September 2007
…but not the same

This web place isn’t without cyber attack safeguards but it isn’t the end of the world if Ed’s Art Net goes offline. 😊

I’ve been told that my website gives folks pause to think. 😎

Me 🐶

I’m about 15 in dog years…
my wife says I’m 10…
my brain says I’m only 9…
I’m actually in my 8th decade of breathing…
relatively old for a kid

I identify simply as a retired from working for a living family man. I like calling myself a commonologist. I like it because it reflects my stable demeanor. “Common…” because I’m no better or worse than anyone I have ever met or heard of except One. And I’m an “…ologist” because I’m fundamentally curious with a gift for the obvious. I like to believe I share those traits with a lot of people.

Susan, her sister and I are old friends. We were having our first and only lunch at a Sidelines Grill restaurant. The walls were covered with giant flatscreens. There was even a small one at the back of our booth. It was very noisy. The room was filled with people and little kids. I burped with my mouth open. It was louder than I expected. I did it unconsciously because I do it all the time at home.

Upon realizing that I just burped loudly in a public establishment, I said, “Whoops, excuse me.” Loud enough for anyone in earshot to hear over the visually blaring TV’s and people talking. Immediately my sister in law said, “We don’t do that in public!” She and my wife are southern born Christians with a penchant for manners. My wife retorts, “He does that all the time at home.” To which her sister exclaims, “That doesn’t make it okay!” To which I replied, “Sorry. I’ll try and do better… and maybe start practicing at home.”

I know things. Things like, don’t argue with a southern woman. Just politely answer them as best you can. And as far as my cell phone, like my manners, I don’t keep a constant eye on it either.

Susan knows things too. She told me my website sounds like a “preacher” talking. I certainly don’t deserve to be a preacher or even go to Heaven, but I look forward to the “new” of my future.

Susan and I have two daughters. Of all the things that ever happened to me… Susan and my kids are the topmost best. ❤️❣️❣️

My last career job was designing internet operating circuit boards along with a distinguished team of engineers, managers and support personnel. Prior to that I was an electronics technician evolving into circuit board design in the defense industry working with tactical missile systems. My first career job was a professional artist. During my younger years I worked many odd jobs beginning at age nine with a newspaper delivery route.

My good friend Travis once asked if I thought God’s purpose for me was to be a teacher. I loved the question. Travis knows that I have some strong opinions. He loves me anyway! 😎

Gyroscope

My web friends at Starship Asterisk nicknamed me “Equine Locutionist” after my wacky associations with Mister Ed, the talking horse and my spiritual cyber demeanor.

I dream of being a spiritual philanthropist. I harbor this delusional thought that Ed’s Art Net is going to save mankind from destruction. Not soon, but many years from now, after I’ve passed. My thinking is that this website will eventually be widely read and earth will understand that we inadvertently added our own thoughts and words to God’s simple guiding Message. My work is going to correct our self destructive narcissistically focused path. Setting us sailing, as one happy and content Earth culture, upward and outward exploring God’s universe, pure of spirit and free from evil… It’s called grandiose thinking stemming from bipolar mania. God planted the mustard seed and I watered it.

”It’s kind of fun to do the impossible!” Walt Disney

Youth

My dad was mentally unstable. He frightened the hell out of me. At a young age I found myself hiding in my dark bedroom closet praying for God to put me out of my misery. I didn’t love my dad until after he passed… and I grew up.

Church

I was indoctrinated as a southern Baptist between ten and twelve years old. I learned from a bully in my Sunday school class that he wanted to beat me up because I was a weak kid. I learned from whispers in the Sunday service congregation that the haggard drunk that sat in the back row didn’t deserve to be in church. I learned from my pastor that I was going to burn in hell for eternity unless I confessed Jesus Christ as my savior.

I somehow talked the bully out of beating me up. I became afraid of the haggard drunk. I walked down the aisle at twelve years old to be saved from burning forever in hell.

Breakdown

I stopped going to church and spent the bulk of the next forty some odd years as an agnostic. I had a nervous breakdown in 1977. My friends thought I was taking LSD because I had some in my possession, so the doctor treated me subsequently. I had not taken LSD. I recovered in the hospital in about one week and was discharged. Still an agnostic but rattled.

In 2003 I lost my job to overseas outsourcing. I had another nervous breakdown. This time the doctors at the hospital looked for something to tag my behavior with. It was determined that I had bipolar disorder during my mental recovery.

My breakdown was much worse in 2003 than 1977. I thought I had permanently lost my mind and became very frightened and depressed that I would not be able to recover. My thoughts were all over the place. Mostly self loathing and distant from reality. During my breakdown episode I had thoughts about suicide and “saving the world”.

After I left the hospital, I started reading the Bible. I was looking for help with my mind. I was also working with my supervising mental health nurse and doctor to regulate my bipolar disorder symptoms. After several years we found a combination of medications that helped the most with stabilizing my anxiety, depression and manic thinking.

The Bible connected me with God. ❤️

I didn’t find God throughout the Bible, just here and there in certain parts. Mainly in Job. I could relate to Job and later to Elihu. I felt God’s presence in God’s words as He addressed Job and his friends.

In the new testament, I fell in love with Jesus. So wise at an early thirty something. So beautiful and confident as the Teacher. ❤️

I found God in the Bible and also realized that He has been with me all my life… even when I was blind in my youth.

I discovered God’s Spirit in Nature, like so many others did throughout our human history, even before the Bible was written.

More boring stuff about me

My life’s been an intrinsic and logical progression from childhood mental trauma to independence, to my own family. And professionally in art, to electronics, to computer aided design. On to my spiritual awakening. Then publishing a wacky web wrangling of the whole kit and caboodle to share via the internet with my family and any others.

As far as my spiritual writings, I identify with Elihu in the Bible book of Job. I don’t agree with following the crowd. Compassion is most easily shared between two or three individuals and hysteria is what’s most often shared amongst a crowd.

I also identify with “The Little Drummer Boy”. I have nothing to offer Jesus but me. 🙂 So here I am… heart on the web. ❤️

I’m no angel. I’m a work in progress. I’m a wacky doodle mutt relaying an age old message… If I love, my conundrums resolve. If I hate, I make conundrums. Simple as that. 💙

I inherited my mom’s sense of humor and my dad’s talent.

🐶

Edward M. Caldwell, wacky doodle mutt
💙❤️❣️❣️
‘Fresh Air’ from – Georgia, USA
Favorite book – Job (probably the oldest book in the Bible). That’s where I met God.