two things people say around here that really get my goat are "it's all good." which has to be said with a whimsical sour face, and "beware of what you wish." which is always best said with an air of impending doom for the wisher.
it's not all good. there is disease and there are wars. there is also a lot of gratuitous lying and deception. there are banana peels to slip on… etc.
so what the hell are they talking about.
the painting is my third anti-war vision weave. it's not my plan to protest the way the world is very often but it's just time for a statement. war is a sickness of the mind caused by a mechanical state of confusion. everyone gets hurt… even the power possessors and the grey perpetrators.
as for wishing… i value the wish idea… kids understand how to wish. i wish people would wish more. a wish is high on the scale of being and maybe even light magic. i wish to be interested in everyone who stops to chat with me when i am hawking my wares on the venice beach boardwalk. which i am reporting about tonight while i know i can afford the time.
this is called the strange one… i sold it last week for $100 on the boardwalk to a very appreciative lady. i painted the 'strange one' 42 years ago. i was glad to see it go to someone who was an artist herself and thought it was a 'great painting' i don't think so , but it is interesting.the strange one.bmp
here is what it looked like last sunday. it's better to stand the paintings up, but i'll get to that.
i painted all weekend because i didn't win the lottery to be included. i'd rather be painting anyway, but i am concerned about paying my friends back as soon as possible. the lottery is a new thing which everyone hates. the interference from local government in what was a freewheeling free speech extravaganza for decades is just another sign of controlling fascist busybodies. oh well.
this is the sketch for my next oil painting. it's a theme i've drawn many times… about time to do it up proper.
k good night:cool:
be cool mes amies
YOU"
If i described you as a bird
you'd be a dove
and in my mind the song i heard
white sound of love
were you similar to any fish
the angel fish would do
a floating presence some might wish
your gallant heart to woo
and you're as fragile as a doe
demure in dappled sunlit glade
a side of you i've come to know
and love as much as marmalade
love,
I_ArtMan
HI Artman, I have missed your postings very much and also I am happy to see that you are once again selling. Congrats to you my dear.
I know you are busy however, it's nice to know you are still among the journal writers.
Your friends are your friends and they know you will pay them back, I am sure they are not ringing the phone off the hook however, I am sure you will feel better once they are paid back.
I enjoyed the view of your art work and they all look great. May you sell until you need to paint more.
Miss you
Hugs,
Eve
Hello again, dear friend. I love your work -as you know- and I also love you, for yourself. You show, in your postings a depth of warmth, a bottomless well of kindness and understanding towards your fellow beings, and in that word 'beings' I include all life, for I am certain that you care for everything that lives, whether it is apparently 'sentient' or not -tho' I know that you also rage against humankind, or rather certain sections of humankind, as mentioned in your comments here, and I cannot disagree with how you feel, for I myself have often dropped my head, over my 62 years of living, and asked the questions you ask, made the conclusions you draw. I salute you, again, my fine and courageous friend. Your paintings are full of wonder -somehow the word 'wonderful' seems inadequate and so, 'full of wonder' fits the bill. I have scribbled a few words for you. If they resonate please use them, copy them, distribute them. They are written for you.
ask not the people
"why?" or "where?"
ask not the people
"who?" or "what?
ask not the people
"how?" or "when?"
but in your way
show all who dare
the road to freedom
-everywhere.
lokutus
yep. and i am surfacing in the solid world too. yesterday i won the lottery for the weekdays including the fourth of july and got on the standby list for the upcoming saturday and sunday.
i'm going to be very active. that means relate to the people. you should see the crowds that walk the boardwalk of free speech back and forth from the santa monica pier to the venice pier.
i learned in sales training that the first step to a sale is 'rapport'. so no burying my nose in the divine comedy now… i will be part of the comedy.
it is serendipitous that i will be house sitting for three weeks just half a block from the beach.
thanks for your good wishes eve.
bear hug
I_ArtMan
when i got to the end of this cool poem i knew that you really do understand what i'm up to.
hell, i might have them carve that on my modest gravestone, if i'm so lucky at the end. it's so appropriate. mille grazzi (sp)? i think i said a thousand thank yous.
because i am the calm visionary
who tried his hand at debauchery
derangement and anarchy with embarassing
innocence
and found the call of builder
and citizen of the world
had a nobler ring
when the 'fall' from grace sent tendrils
of wanton fear to the quick
and the long glowing sting of infamy columnized
demerits stuck not to my soul
which of phoenix fashioned gold
crescendo rallyed 'love',
the soft soldier of success.
as you can see i have a theme but the structure sucks. lol
HI Artman,
I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY for you to win that lottery I know how much it means to you too, and with the house sitting being right down the street , the tide will turn now and you will be on the road to recovery in the art department.
Sales will soar and so will your heart.
Without wings you will fly high… Congrats to you my dear friend I am with you in spirit.
Eve who loves bear hugs 🙂
always appreciative of your art and wondering why I haven't heard of your recent sale, given our relationship, both personal and business (you know i undrstand the debt situation
Anyway, on with my thoughts on the 'article' you wrote:
First off, you know i am one of those "it's all good" believers. I agree wars are created by sick people and if we accept that they are in the world and try to help, sometimes simply by living peacefully toward all and so setting an example, this will become contagious. In short, even the sickest of the sick are here for a reason, and the "goodness" being a hope of healing.
Next, as far as the warning regarding wishes, it brings to mind a story and many subsequent jokes (I am of the belief that all jokes carry a bit of truth), of the three wishes given by the genie and the many disappointments based on ignorance and the lack of an understanding of the full picture and all it involved, including possible pitfalls and unwanted surprises, that have befallen the wisher.
That's all,
always lovingly,
brokenangel
ps love the poems
Hello. I just thought I'd say, for what my opinion is worth, which may be very little, I really like the artwork you've posted here. And I do like 'The Strange One', too. The style reminds me of one of my favourite paintings (I can't remember the artist's name now). I think that often, as a creative people, we can be blind to the basic ground of our vision, so that we just see the foreground details. But often it's the basic ground – which we now taken for granted and have forgotten – that impresses other people.
Anyway, bye for now.
well that cool quentin, i think i agree with you about being blind to what you call the "basic ground"
that is really lost. like what started me off on a poem. i only remember that i was somewhat deranged in
a delicate sort of way and fragile. one thing is sure. it was from the unconscious. thanks for the comment.