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It’s funny when you decide to move. Funny peculiar not funny haha at all. you find yourself talking to people and realize that you are completely on the same page, and for some reason when you have just a little bit of time left to hang out, you find yourself paying even more attention to a person than you were before.

So here is something that my buddy Paul and I were talking about tonight. American society. The leaders are no longer the people that lead a group necessarily but the people that think for themselves, and don’t let precedent or television or the internet tell them what to do….
I’ll miss you Paul, as unmanly as it may sound.

I’ve been getting really into smoke coming out of machinery. I really want to do a series of machines with different smoke pouring out all of them, but the more I start with construction equipment and smoke the more I keep adding things; super pleasant things like leveled forests and whatnot…

The only thing that I really don’t like about this series idea is the tendency to put the machinery in the lower left and right corners. Perhaps I will start to push myself to put the machinery in the upper left and right. Who knows what I will become obsessed with really. Composition is something that kind of runs in cycles with me. I’ll do one thing with a bunch of different imagery and then I will look at it all and it will kind of fit a pattern.

I also had this idea for a Dia De los Muertos skull coming out in the smoke. My grandfather was a grater operator, and I guess that is what I always think of when I think of him. So when I was asked to do a DDLM piece, it kind of seemed fitting.

So here’s one of the pieces that I have up at Latona now. I’m pretty excited about it. It’s about five feet high, and I cut the stereos out in about two hours one night when I was totally exhausted and probably hallucinating. The birds I was awake for.
Here’s an idea for a poem that my friend Mattie was working on. He mentions the sky with a tear. I started to think about it as a tear like in fabric despite the fact that I knew very well that he meant the watery kind of tear.

A couple things to post today. I hope everybody loves Telly Savalas as much as I do. How can you dislike Kojak?

Originally I told my uncle that it would take me two weeks to finish two small paintings for him. Here it is two months later and I just finished the first. The second is nearly done as well. Almost. Only a month and a half tardy. I feel like deadlines were a lot easier to meet when I was still in school. Must be all of the stoner music I listen to…..

Does anyone remember that Tim O’brien cover art for Time, that had Dick Cheney on the cover, with the top half of his head cut off and a bunch of gears inside. I want to do a piece like that that actually exposes Vice president Cheney’s brains. Amidst all of the folds I want to paint a bunch of these little tank heads though. It’s loosely based on a cross between Kelly Savalas’ character in Kelly’s Heroes and the Cloud Constructors.

think…
and
Someone give that man a lollipop!
That one is for you dad.

until next time….

So I just hung a little show at Latona, a bar on 65th and Latona. It actually looks pretty good. I was worried. There are so many holes in the walls there, but I covered up enough of them that I think it looks pretty good.

Everything there is priced really well, so hop on in and get it while the prices are hot!

My friend Jill already has dibs on this one, but I completed it just in time to put it up at Latona. I was very pleased with it. Notice that the birds actually look 3d.

I think this might be the first time that I have ever done a piece with just one t.v. in it. At least one t.v. without anything being done to it that is.

And this last image I came up with while thinking about a new poetry book I got yesterday. Bucky Sinister’s “Whiskey and Robots”.

“…I’ve seen angels
in public toilets
tying off with their own halos…”

So, this thursday for first thursday I intend to be in Occidental Park selling my paintings for an incredibly reduced rate. I’ll be there starting at like five thirty and going until it starts to get dark. Everything would be a deal at twice the price except the snake oil.

Anyway here are a couple of examples of the pieces I will have there.

This piece is titled “Rockem’ Sockem’ ” after the game that prompted so many after it, like hungry hungry hippos and trouble. Actually I have no idea about trouble. The pop-o-matic bubble may very well have been it’s own brainchild.

This one is called “Brighter than the Others”. This may be the happiest I have ever been with my colors. Hope you like it too.

“The Wind Machine” was part of the Cloud Constructors series. I always kind of envisioned this rock forming out of the middle of the ocean off the coast of Florida, with the machine on top directing all of the hurricanes that run through Florida.

So I am also planning out a series paying incredible attention to the smoke pouring out of smoke stacks. I figure this is a good thing to be thinking about with a huge move across the country coming up again. Only thing you can think of in Gary, Indiana.

Anyway, anyone who is looking for some original work, get in touch with me. It is all incredibly reduced for the next month, and I would rather not have to move any of it with me.

peace

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So if you didn’t know me, you’d probably think that I’ve been being totally lazy this whole month, and perhaps that wouldn’t be completely out of line. I’ve been fishing as much as I can make it, and I’ve been going to a lot of coffee shops lately, but believe it or not I’ve just been in the thinking process on a couple big projects.

First off I am working on a project with my bro Mattie from San Fran. Once it has been more completed, I will fill you in more. Suffice it to say for now that it is poetry and painting marrying and having a tumultuous relationship.

Second I’ve been working on a label for a new type of beer that Baron Brewing Company is putting out in November.

Third I’ve been working on a book cover for the Microscopic Giant a zine that will be coming out shortly. When I am finished with the cover I will throw it up here.

Fourth I finished a painting for a show at the Hive in California in the month of September.

And here’s a random sketch for a character in the Naked Lunch.

Let me know what you think.

Until then.

I learned that one of my dad’s very good friends has been very ill. It is rough knowing that people that you remember being so healthy and energetic, are now for lack of better words, old. Every time I go home to see my parents, I can see a difference. But apparently, “the pirate”, the nickname we use for my dad’s friend, is really not doing so well. so this drawing is what I came up with while thinking about “the pirate”.

Hope you feel better soon, Dave.

So last night was a pretty productive night. I worked two paintings from the beginning to halfway. I also went to fred meyer and got fishing lures. (Mepp’s Anglias) It’s going to be a good night tonight. I am going fishing as soon as I finish work. If you need me I will be on the pier at Golden Gardens.

But I suppose if people come here, they are not looking for my news on fishing, though if I catch something you can bet there will be a picture of it up here. In the meantime, here are a couple more pieces for your viewing pleasure.

The television ideas have been coming to me again. In fact I think for one I am going to do a bunch of pieces that are just single tvs, so that everyone can by a new tv for their house. I feel like everyone always wants a new tv, and I assure you all of my tvs allow you to view in HD.

Hopefully this doesn’t happen for a while, but you can’t deny that someday it will, and the only people happy about it will be trekkies.

lata

So I went home, got to draw in my sketch book a whole bunch, picked up a book of Tu Fu’s poetry, a bunch of fly fishing books and a Remington Country belt buckle. My parents were doing well and I even saw a couple of my aunts.

Some big changes were going on at home. On Tug Hill there are now several hundred windmills that look super ugly. Well other than that there weren’t really any big changes, but that was pretty big. I’m also attempting to get a piece into a show in Sacket’s Harbor now. If my piece gets in I will be tickled pink, seeing that Sackett’s is where all the artists that seem to do paintings of mallards their entire career seem to make all of their money. We’ll see.

But for now I’ve got a couple sketchbook pages and the painting that I am sending into that show….

So this is what the windmills look like on Tug Hill. I was shocked to see them when I was riding home. Tug Hill was always just picturesque farm fields and whatnot.

I had animal crackers in the Airport. It struck me funny that none of the animals really looked like what they were supposed to be. I remember them being more accurate. Shame on Barnum’s and Bailey’s.

I was having a cup of coffee before I left on Wednesday, and this girl was in there talking about pea soup. She wanted to leave Seattle because everything reminds her of pea soup. I want to leave Seattle because of people that compare it to pea soup.

This is a small painting that I am sending into Sacket’s Harbor. You may remember the sketch. The painting is a response to a Jack Kerouac haiku.

Dusk-the bird
on the fence,
a contemporary of mine

Hope everyone’s day goes well. I on the other hand am late. peace.

I don’t have to deliver beer for four whole days. That is awesome! I also get to reflect on life for a while as I fly. Flying puts me more at peace than pretty much anything on earth. I always think of good ideas while flying. Or, at least I think of ways to link together things that I have been working on previously, so as to come to a larger overall understanding of what I am doing.

I have two drawings and a quick painting for you today. ( for some reason I just felt like I was speaking like Mr. Rogers in my head there. Everybody lets change into our indoor shoes and come along with me to the land of make believe. Now I know I need that vacation. )

So this is another journal entry. As you can see, I’ve pretty much started thinking of myself as Bruce Banner turning into the incredible hulk while delivering kegs. although I am really more akin to the “incredible bulk” or perhaps even the “incredible sulk”.

What if robots were tiny? Jonathan Swift would have a field day. And I wouldn’t have to clean out my own ear wax. O.k., that is disgusting, and on that note, I’m going on vacation.