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s. flew up the river. he was sailing like a traveling hawk, down low.
it was a dream. he was dreaming this lucid dream of flying low down along
the river. he could see every rock, blade of grass and bush. and the rocks in the
middle were gold. along the side of the river he came to small leafless white
tree. then he came to an enormous black tree, also without leaves.
two days before the dream a horrible toothache came over him. it was so bad
that he had to suck cold air across the dying tooth. if he stopped sucking the
pain came on; and the pain was terrible and frightening. so he kept sucking
the air over his tooth. he couldn’t eat and he couldn’t get help. after thirty six
sleepless hours his face was all crunched up. it would be six more hours until
he could see a dentist.
s. remembered what he had read in buddhist writings, that pain was just
another sensation. exhausted, he decided to let go of his fear and just enter
into the pain. it was like a dagger digging into his jaw. in a few seconds he
fainted.
like pages turning in book, only fast, he saw everything. he saw the structure
of the cosmos and all the mathematics of systems; and he saw mankind. he saw babylon, assyria, egyptian
hieroglyphs and knew all the names of all the great teachers; what they
tried to say about their gods and the great ideas. he was zarathustra,
siddhartha, milarepa and li po. he was totally conscious of his being but no sensation of his body.
when it ended abruptly he was climbing out of the trunk of a gnarly old oak in a dark
woods.
he felt like flying and so he did… and he flew along the river like a hawk. he
came to a bluff in the bright light of day and saw the ocean… he started
flying up towards the sun… then he was seeing himself disappear towards the
sun and far away in the distance he saw himself turn into a flame as he entered
the golden ball of the sun.
all this happened about a month after he had moved his cot and his backpack
into the barren room over the “atlantic and pacific tea company”. it was early
morning now and the toothache was completly gone. he put a four by five
foot gessoed panel up on the easel and tried to paint the dream. he got part of
it and by the time the sun set it was finished. he threw himself on the canvas
army cot and slept for fourteen hours.
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s. woke up and didn’t know where he was and he was hungry enough to eat a
horse. he washed his face and hands and he brushed his teeth and shaved
and combed his hair.
just accross the street on the point was a little cafe’, “the corner cupboard”. he was just in
time to order breakfast before the cook switched the grill from eggs and
bacon and pancakes to steaks and burgers. s’s stomach was not as big as his
eyes were that morning. he had involuntarily fasted for 66 hours and his stomach had shrunk.
he hurried back upstairs to see the painting. “my god”, he said to himself, it
is finished. there’s going to be no erasures, no daubing over daubs, not even
a glaze and a turpentine rub. he grabbed a can of retouch varnish and
sprayed it. he threw some cheese and ryebread into his knapsack, a book,
sketchpad and field kit and hiked high above the town. the town mt. was
called mt. tom and it was a good climb, but it was lush with little rivulets of fresh water
all the way to the top.
sketching the whole valley and then sitting on the highest rock to eat and
drink, s’s heart was bursting with the purest happiness imaginable by anyone.

in the mountains
Wow, what a terrific description of the toothache and your dream. Would have loved to have seen the painting. Did you sell it?
I agree with PW, where's the beef? The painting!:whistle:
i know i have a large black and white of it. i've seen it. yesterday i sorted photographs for five hours and still haven't come accross. but when i do i will post it. 😆 "where's the beef"i never did get a color picture of it. yes, i sold it. but i don't know to who. :irked: thanks for stopping by pam.you too john. i appreciate it. :heart:
out there somewhere one of "your babies" is in somebodys living room,listening to stories and being part of somebodys life.Would be known who bought it maybe it would have been greatbut sometimes not knowing, it makes ones imagination think some fascinating things that a painting can listen to(if that was possible)….You know I am coming back on this , no?:heart:
As always our star on the heaven of this obscured world: AngelikiShe is a poet too and a very special friend for all of us! :flirt: :yes:
😮 you make me feel specialthank you
… I don't like beating around the bushes! You are…! :heart: :heart: :banana: from Artman:wine: :flirt: of course from me… 😆
meli never gives me bananas :lol:that's Jurjen :pthank you John!I mentioned about Scotts' painting being in a living room earsdroppingbecause in myPennylvania House I have 99% of second hand furniture (very common in Pa since people with summer homes sell for pennies and move on).Every time I am alone at night I have this wonder if these paintings /furniture had a story to tell me what would have been….My young actually shared my wonder and wrote a lovely poem on it :heart:I wonder what stories Scotts' painting could tell him ,if he ever saw it again (if that was ever possible)Thanks for the :wine: + :love:same here :heart:
i do love my meli :heart: she gives me her heart and strength always. she is also an angel from heaven. bet you didn't know that john. :cool:thanks for all the cool comments. that is very thought provoking, meli, the "painting on the wall" or, the mystery of the talking masterpiece.i wish i knew… i had a kind of a vanity, or an anti-vanity period where i didn't sign anything. this might be one of them. all the more reason why i need to turn this place upside down again to find it. :up: even though it's black and white. there are about five paintings i would paint again. this would be one of them…. the way the hot sun tears apart the branches of the black tree…. and the golden stones under water. also, if you stand in front of this big painting and stare at it awhile you begin to feel like you are flying. the photo in black and white, of course doesn't do that. only 'originals' have magic. prints are ghosts.
I noticed your special relation! That's good so for both of you!:yes:
I'm very curious about this story of(s). I know it has been going long before discovering this interesting blog.Unfortunately I have no enough time to follow the events. I first need time to read the previous parts.I will try to gather them and read the whole story so I can catch up with the coming events.It's so interesting, the way you write. :up:
yep, she is the honey on my bisquit… the creme on my latte'. and she is so intelligent and accomplished, you know :sherlock:
i am so happy you are interested in catching up. it's mostly cronological. it is all true, i simply use "s." so i can write in the second person. it's hard to say 'I' over and over again. to help you, i will find where i started. 🙂
you're very welcome. :smile:i would suggest you go back this far…http://my.opera.com/I_ArtMan/blog/2007/12/29/about-me it's not in the story of s. per se, but it's a good start.then i will add a tag s. to all the posts :happy: that way you can click on s. in my tags and only s. stories will appear.
I got it, and yes you're right; it's easier and more lovable.Thanks for helping me. this is sweet of you. 🙂
I already surfed through your blog archive :up:Yes Sir, My name is Mays 😮 thanks alot, I will try.
:love: even the Queen gets emotional meli,pay no attention,I blame it to the faminine hormones 😆
meli,I hope you find the black and white soon.Did you see it at Bobby's? maybe it is easier to get it from him.
s. starts at "s. and i, a true story" that's when i stopped saying "i".also the tagging doesn't seem to be working in edit mode from my archive. oh well. i will tag them from now on.there are quite a few autobiographical episodes probably starting with the one about jamaica… not sure.*nope i tagged it. it's called "runaway chronicles" when i started talking about my life.mays… that's your name? it works if you click on 'scott' in tag list but not s. i guess one letter doesn't constitute a tag. :faint:sorry to read about the flu. get well fast. :up:
"yep, she is the honey on my bisquit… the creme on my latte"amd he is my bisquit for my honey and the coffee for my latte …:heart: A man that I care deeply ….I love you guys,good thing there is no web cam onor you will see me 🙂 and 😥 at the same time :yes:
why meli? :heart: what's wrong kid? :love:mays,after editing the tags on them all… i had no idea i had said so much. this is going to be a three volume novel someday. :happy:
oh, i understand. you'll be alright. :happy: :heart:
:happy: I knew you would!:p
well, feel better… easter's coming up. :heart:
Well, this is so far apart from the 'real' meaning of Easter, ain't it? Eggs and Bunnies…Lucky Easter!:coffee:
The Easter bunny always brings chocolate!!!! :hat:
:pI had more of this in mind
one of those bunnies has laughed his ass off, meli :heart: lmaojohn, no it isn't exactly the real meaning… it's about the resurrection, not the crucificion. :sherlock: pretty good ideas though for a joke on the holiday. :smile:happy easter everyone. :happy:thanks for the visit… tea anyone? i made some lovely brownies last night… picture coming soon, stay tuned for more. love you. :love:
I love you back :love:
a cup of tea no sugar just add some brandy please :)brownies are always winners !!! :hat: I am looking at Debbie Moores' work meli her color use remind me of yours somehow.I do find your nudes much better that hers,if you see all her work is about nudesshe does have a way with making the emotionsvery clearvery enjoyable!I thought you might enojoy this link to her work as well :http://xplicitplayers.com/debbiemoore/Autobiographical/pic1.htmlPS you prepare the tea I will wash the cups :heart:
You are right, Scott. It's all about the Resurrection. But you have to kill somebody first to resurrect him again, that's where I rather referred too. It's such a cruel thought, you know: nailed… Yes, a tea please with one teaspoon of sugar. Would you like a "zoute stengel" from me, I have taken some along?Zoute stengels are topmost in the picture.:chef:
warm and fuzzy feelings all over :heart:I will love to have one of the corners please :pI love the cherries on the top 🙂 remember the choco covered cherries we had for Xmas ? my kids bought me six boxes and you had one under your xmas tree :)as for Debbie,yes she is very passionate,she does change her paterns often but her subject of the nude ramains,I did copy once one of her work ,this one:http://xplicitplayers.com/debbiemoore/Complete/2003_05%20paintings/04-Kari-flower-collage.jpg
thank you for the rose picture,it reminds me the other one that was similar about 5 months ago ….
meli :heart: yes, i loved the paintings… a very passionate woman. :up:i seem to have missed tea… he he he.but one thing about cyberland luckily,is that time doesn't press mercilessly. :sing: john, thanks for contributing to the timeless tea party. :happy: yes, i'll have one of each… oh wait i was trying to cut down on sweet things. :faint:oh well, here have a brownie or two. i used the before baking picture because it was prettier. i am such a compulsive aesthete. 😎
yes, for a man i am very neat… clean too. :heart:
meli :heart: is that hers or the copy?yeah, the set doesn't change much here. but the flowers are fresh from the garden. you can't see it but the tablecloth is covered by plate glass like a restaurant. i do wash it anyway about once a month. it's so easy to keep clean with the glass. good tip eh? :heart: :heart: :heart:
it is her work meli,I gave the copy to a friend as a Bday present,I only have two pieces of my own paintings ,never keep them,never sold any either.I love your tip with the glassI used to have a Century Dinning Set and I had a glass made especially for it too, later I changed my furniture to old pieces I bought in an estate and I gave that away…for a man you are a neat person meli,which is giving you 5*s!!!
:yes:
neat and clean are the first steps to be the King in a household! 🙂
Wow. I gotta get me one of those toothaches.NOW, as far at the bunnies go, I am totally appalled! Please, leave the poor cute little bunnies alone! :p
hi, amir… dancing as usual. :smile:hey, meli, i would be satisfied just to be the man. :heart:no ed,you don't want that toothache. i promise you that even though the dividend was enlightening. i could do just as well to have someone tell me the story. i would glean the same truths. :happy:
I am looking forward to it meli,I think you should leave the banner for a little longer,that look is worth a million dollars :)and you know wht they say "the legs of a woman never chnage and the look of a man :D"
😆 I should rephrase that , I translated a Greek quote here (it happens often :p)I did mean the man in his comfortable zone….I am sure you will always be the man in your household meli,you have every single quality that defines a man ,since the list is a very long one,I will just say "You are the man! "
lol, meli :heart: i guess i am stuck with this banner forever then. 😆 that was some moment alright captured by julie in the prince street loft. i am coming to julie in s's story real soon.
PS there is not one single time I will visit here without seeing your picture on your banner questioning me "do you know what I am thinking now?? " :heart:
never have i ever heard that one… but it rings true. :heart:hungry eyes :happy:
Hungry eyesI’ve been meaning to tell youI’ve got this feelin’ that won’t subsideI look at you and I fantasizeYou are mine tonightNow I’ve got you in my sightsWith these hungry eyesOne look at you and I can’t disguiseI’ve got hungry eyesI feel the magic between you and iI want to hold you so hear me outI want to show you what love’s all aboutDarlin’ tonightNow I’ve got you in my sightsWith these hungry eyesOne look at you and I can’t disguiseI’ve got hungry eyesI feel the magic between youAnd I’ve got hungry eyesNow I’ve got you in my sightsWith these hungry eyesNow did I take you by surpriseI need you to seeThis love was meant to beI’ve got hungry eyesOne look at you and I can’t disguiseI’ve got hungry eyesI feel the magic between youAnd I’ve got hungry eyesNow I’ve got you in my sightsWith those hungry eyesDid I take you by surpriseWith my hungry eyesEric Carmen – Hungry Eyes
meli :heart:i enjoyed the video. now my eyes are insatiable. 😆
good for him… back to the 'good earth' :heart: :happy:
:lol:I couldnt' resist meli, the :hungry eyes" reminded me of a song that learned about because of the movie:) Eric Carmen was amazing!I hear these days he is doing more farming than any kind of singing :)"all by himself " 😀