mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
pretty plumbing
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
before 5" deep; after 9" deep
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
upside down for now
ruff hewn oak is get out of town heavy. so I'll flip legs right side up when I have a team. till then, upside down because it's stable while I put upper frame on solo. will needs some back muscle relaxers tonight for sure = alleve. shelly has assured me that the frame, bed and all is fluffily awesome in cozy comfort. that's the goal! this way when my houstonite grand girl friends, lubbockstonians and such come for visit, they will find peaceful welcome.
that's a lot of dust for only 4 rip cuts
Thursday, December 22, 2011
tired people rarely wake up
toss and turn they might
at the bird's yellow flickering wing
the scrape of metal becoming
the slide of walleted plastic
or even the call of heart
swimming to break the surface
with wait submerge again
exhaustion of doing and looking good, being seen as right, winning an ear to be heard, working harder still, consuming even more information
tired people rarely wake up
may we each find our way to awaken
there is a simplicity to folding
the gentle bend and tuck
the scent of fresh towels drifts to mind
but my intent has been to unfold
there are still things in which I become to tight for the unfolding
for a time I thought if I remained open, I wouldn't be damaged, that openness meant health
no matter how open, I curled in and folded as a result from the blows
what is residual still leaves me tight
a crow bar is required at the moment if the intent is to unfold
that seems a violent unfolding and thus not an unfolding at all
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
oh snap as my preused apple red baby tractor/grown up mower dangles one wheel from the bed of my truck
so without much of a digital or phone signal functioning and being pretty much done for the day, it's time to decide between my freshly arrived video series and solos...hmmm...planet of the apes, terminator, logan's run, westworld, riddick, I am legend, the book of eli, v for vendetta, or the dark crystal. this list probably reveals way too much about me. I have to admit besides being on sale super cheap there seems to be a pattern here. the books are ultimately better but I am a sucker for sci-fi, end of the world survival stuff even in the form of these silly movies.
besides I've never had a video collection before and had to start somewhere so sci-fi end of the world as we know it seemed the place to start. next set will include my other loves--chitty chitty bang bang and similar child like fantasies.
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oh time passes and yay! I really love the new (prequel) planet of the apes!!! planet of the apes was my first sci fi as a kid and my first drive in movie as I lay atop a split level pale green station wagon with laura williams in fifth grade.
Monday, December 19, 2011
grams stay with you even when gone.
compassion
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and will smile at the other's welcome
Derek Walcott, poet
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
a good day of truly MANuel labor
am definitely spent. one serious trailer load to the dump and a load to the ville all primarily cause of the help of friend and art slave dean liscum. I think he's helped me load or unload every show that I have had plus a few studio moves!!
physical labor is good and I really enjoyed but I must say the splinter is mentally distracting. think it's going to have to figure its own way out. ouchy.
waiting on the landfill fairy
getting nervous as to that my fairies have not arrived and I am on tight schedule. oh well for planning.
Friday, December 16, 2011
last remnant from my somewhat abandoned planter BOX boxes
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
turning
Sunday, December 11, 2011
mentor and remnant carnage. good day!
little surprise and delight of day is that this little slab of dark green marble atop the hermitage's firebox keeps caso (sp?) dip at just the right viscosity and the chips crisply warm! awesome.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
have a good day
I'd tell you myself but it is not an option. So I'll hope these things for you in the silence of cyberspace. And so I do.
Friday, December 09, 2011
goodbye arm and leg; hello cell signal
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crud can't get it to work like it did the first night. ??
Thursday, December 08, 2011
so my yagi antenna and kick butt expensive repeater arrived
I am going to have to contemplate this company. hmmmm.
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
crisp moon lit
brrrr. I am such a Houstonian. the hermitage came with this fire box thing as an alternate heat source. it kicks butt, takes the chilly edge off the lower half of the casa, and keeps the heat pump from running nonstop. sweet.
Monday, December 05, 2011
Sunday, December 04, 2011
Saturday, December 03, 2011
Friday, December 02, 2011
morning pushes me into its gentle wake
basking in these splinterings
that move me from yesterday to today
turn off the noise of human cannibalistic climbing and clamoring
step out of its destructive funeral wake
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
I shot my parents today without going postal.
well, they will go postal
after they get printed for Christmas cards.
I'd tell you what my mom and dad said to get themselves laughing but then I'd have to kill you because omg its just wrong at their age and MY parents!