Sta.sh
I'm not particularly dead. My concentration is just impaired by events beyond my control. I walk in the woods, listening to Chopin. Daring hunters to mistake me for a deer. Painting takes longer these days. Painting and pacing are ying/yang.
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This is so after the fact, but...
I was very disappointed with Prometheus. Had I not known it was a Ridley Scott film I never would have guessed it was. Drenched with music; wisecracking script; irritating characters - especially the guy who died in flames; men wearing sandals; multiple simple-minded references to the four previous films; practically no character development - though caricatures abound. I don't mind unanswered questions. In fact, I prefer unanswered questions. What I hate are ill-conceived ambiguities that attempt to camouflage crater sized plot-holes.
Story wise the script seemed very compressed, as if a three hour film had been squeezed down to two hours.
Blah.
The snake was nice.
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Want to get on my bad side immediately? Call me "boo."
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Been getting some used books off Amazon of late. I've nearly fleshed out my Elizabeth Hough Sechrist collection. It's still a bit odd to me that a book can be ten cents, and the postage $3.99. Now I'm searching for a reasonable process to remove library stickers from book spines - without damaging the binding...
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For two nights now I've dreamed of old C6 Christmas light bulbs.
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I've made more wine this year than in years previous. Muscadine, and (on a lark) persimmon. The grape is coming along nicely; the persimmon is... interesting.
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"Noel Gallaghers High Flying Birds" has been in steady rotation as I've been painting.
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As far as Jack O Lanterns go I've come to appreciate the traditional simple face, as opposed to the intricate carvings that seem to be so popular lately. In some cases there is more poetry in simplicity.
In some cases.
(Edit: you can see how long ago I began this
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I saw a Balthus documentary not long ago. I have a great deal of respect for the man, as well as the painter. Like Degas, his silences were profound. Unlike great airbags like Corbet, and Gaugin. I can appreciate their paintings to a degree, but their compound megalomanias are indicative of emaciated souls.
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I love Vimeo. Got to watch the 1982 International Tchaikovsky Competition. I'd forgotten that Peter Donahoe had to share 2nd prize (no first prize was awarded). Viktoria Mullova was nice. She should have played the violin in Prometheus.
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I have a bottle of very cheap cologne from 1979. I used to use it to remove Sharpie-written prices on albums. I got a whole batch of promo releases back in the autumn of that year (Rachel Sweet, The Only Ones, Interview, The Dictators, etc) for 50 cents apiece.
The smell of that cheap cologne still reminds me of the songs...
"'Tis but a surfeit; never fear, man."
God bless,
I'm not John - Boy.
Two New Books About RobotsIf you don't like robots, you likely have some profound genetic flaw
If you do like robots... we are kindred spirits.
These two books are child-friendly; adult friendly... heck, they're aardvark friendly. And though I'm being a bit flippant, I honestly poured the better part of myself into these. Both illustrated in colour throughout.
Dr. Ob's Fantastic Two Headed Robot
Robot In The Graveyard
SaestralleMy book, Saestralle: A Tale of the North, is now available at the following link:
Illustrated throughout in color, it relates the legend of Saestralle, and the sun god Pohr, who desired and pursued her.
A few illustrations - in the form of a slide presentation - can be viewed here [link]
My good friend
has done me the great and undeserved honor of writing about my work. Since I was born utterly without that gene which spurs one to self-promotion, I can only express my sincere appreciation for his great effort on so meager a subject, and to point any and all who may be interested here.
Scribd Account
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Want to hear me getting yelled at in the 8th grade? [link]---
ART
My Prints! My Prints will HEAL you.
It's a fact. If you suffer from an over abundance of cash and an under abundance of prints, my prints will definitely HEAL you. Be Healed
My REAL LIFE gallery Yes, I do have paintings in a gallery with real walls and everything . If you're ever in Charlotte, NC , please stop by Queen's Gallery and visit . The staff there are super nice and are happy to show you around . As well as the paintings on display, I have a number of pieces in storage there (my attic is overflowing) . If there's a particular piece you'd like to see, they will kindly oblige . The address is:
Queen's Gallery & Art Centre
1212 The Plaza
Charlotte, NC
28205
Visit the new BREED site .
MUSIC
Cowgirl In The Snow Listen
Aeolian Harpie Attempt to listen
My Space
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My Love 
My Stock 
My older stuff 
My ancient stuff 
The astounding Bibi :coke:
Here we are living in time you and I. Yesterday is gone. We are waiting for tomorrow. And the present moment eludes us even as we try to grasp it.
God lives in eternity, where there is no yesterday. There is no tomorrow. God is not waiting for the sunset or the dawn. God lives in the eternal now where there is neither past nor future.
God sees you and me at this moment, not just as we are now, but already dead and buried and judged, and safely home with Him forever with life behind us. This God sees now as you and I are worrying and fretting about a future that may never come.
It makes us dizzy even to think about it.
— Fr. Leo Clifford
