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Exorcising Demons

Exorcising Demons

I must employ subterfuge. Catch them off guard. Find an approach that is attractive to them even if repugnant to me. Think the smell of rank shit drawing flies from everywhere causing maggots to spontaneously generate from within the gates of hell’s smoke…

The Art is Seething

The Art is Seething

Perhaps my art would percolate to the surface if I could paint with any sense of visual acuity. But I’ve stood at the blank canvas for so long the paint has dried on the palette into crusty cakes as useless to the brush as I am to mankind…

Selling My Artistic Soul

Selling My Artistic Soul

Essays and photos proliferated to more than 3000 blog posts a handful which are not too bad, maybe even sellable…

Escaping From My Art

Escaping From My Art

The Navajo weavers understand the nature of art so leave an untidy string allowing their spirit to escape and reunite with their creator’s soul…

Intimacy with Dead Artists

Intimacy with Dead Artists

We recognize in art a part of ourselves, a sliver of our psyche reflected in the eyes of another and exposed to the world…

Is It Worth the Tradeoff?

Is It Worth the Tradeoff?

Could I trade my sanity for the ability to create amazing works of art? ??

Magical Mental Machinations

Magical Mental Machinations

The mescal I drink is hallucinogenic and I am filled with dreams. ~Roger Moore For my very first trip to India, the International Health Clinic offered three types of anti-malarial pills. The one I was most interested in had the side effect of inducing vivid dreams. I fantasized a mind-altering experience providing creative fodder for […]

A Series of Shitstorms

A Series of Shitstorms

Life is a shitstorm, in which art is our only umbrella. ~Mario Vargas Llosa Life is a series of shitstorms punctuated by short seasons of calm, the ebbs between the onrush of shit flushed into serenity and smelly chaos. Most of my shitstorms have been self-induced, the result of poor choices, boorish behaviors, impulsive actions […]

Seven Trumpets Blowing Sweet Rock n Roll

Seven Trumpets Blowing Sweet Rock n Roll

What is the proper response when hearing seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll? Is to dance with a queen using a mother of pearl comb to preen with strawberry scented vaseline while feasting on sardine and Holstein cuisine celebrating the anniversary of being deflowered by an Argentine in front of an obscene wide TV […]

Verse On Subway Halls

Verse On Subway Halls

The walls are the publishers of the poor. ~Eduardo Galeano There is a scene in the Monty Python movie, Life of Brian, where Brian writes on the walls, “Romani ite Domum” (Romans go home). The oppressed striking out against the oppressor with the only highly visible space available, the city walls, to gain a sliver, […]

Preparing My Soul To Rejoice

Preparing My Soul To Rejoice

Art is an effort, an opportunity to deviate enormous emotion and energy in a specific direction. ~Seth Godin I approach my art, my morning ablutions as a perfunctory ritual, something I must do when every fiber would prefer to meditate with eyes closed, snoring, looking for inspiration on the inside of my eyelids.

A Nonsense Quote

A Nonsense Quote

When you’re a poet and you have to live by night, there’s no way you can have a steady job. ~Roberto Bolaño By Señor Blaño’s logic, I have a steady job, therefore (ergo is a cooler word) can never be a poet unless I walk away from my steady job and live the hours of […]

Is Art Really Necessary?

Is Art Really Necessary?

If I had to give an opinion, I’d say they were paintings that weren’t really necessary. ~Haruki Murakami Is any art necessary? Objectively, it is pigment splashed on canvas, words inked on parchment, steel hammered into three-dimensional objects occupying formerly empty space. Completely unnecessary. Aesthetically, intellectually it may be pleasing, awe-inspiring to a subset of […]

Red Rock Monsters

Red Rock Monsters

As I stared at myself in the mirror, I thought about what it would be like to paint my own portrait…what sort of self would I end up painting? Would I be able to find even a shred of affection for myself? Would I be able to discover even one thing shining within me? ~Haruki […]

Practice, Practice, Practice My Art Every, Every Day

Practice, Practice, Practice My Art Every, Every Day

The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work. ~Emile Zola I began writing soon after leaving university possibly as a reaction to years immersed in the math and sciences foundational to an Engineering degree. I wrote steadily for a few years binding my writings in a volume I prematurely […]

Tiny Paint Brushes

Tiny Paint Brushes

What happens to colors when night falls? ~Shahriar Mandanipour Morning sun rising flings colors into the void separating heaven from earth. Earth is painted with all colors in the spectrum by millions of little ray brushes each choosing a surface to splash with its personality, paint reflective of its mood, the happy reds, the warm […]

Is Art Reflection or Revelation?

Is Art Reflection or Revelation?

Is my art a reflection of my experiences? Of the fifth grade teacher who noticed the nearly invisible, mussy ruddy boy sitting small in the middle of aisle three because my last name was right of center in the alphabet. Of the wolf lady who engaged me with keen interest turning on a faucet of […]

The Lines That Choke Society

The Lines That Choke Society

A society without jaywalkers might indicate a society without artists. ~Paul Theroux It is the role of the artist in society to hold a mirror capable of reflecting back upon itself the absurdity we take for granted, the evil we are afraid to confront even when it is the nightmare of our scariest dreams. It […]

Cranky Child’s Play

Cranky Child’s Play

There is no poetry where there are no mistakes. ~Joy Harjo The best writing streaming from my collection of fountain pens begins in a pool of internal conflict, sometimes external circumstance stirring the seemingly still waters in my soul forcing conflict to surface and stare me down until I release the dam and allow the […]

Shooting Beaners

Shooting Beaners

Slippery pessimist hypocrite master Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard ~ Nirvana If you have been swept up in the insanity of this post-apocalyptic America, exacerbated by the election of an orange buffoon to high office, then you likely interpret the title from either the perspective of the Dickocrats figuring it is a racial epithet and I […]

TwoTireTirade

Keeping the faith of fanatics who feel fired up for anything motorcycles. It’s all about the journey and the philosophy of riding on two wheels. Let’s bring alive the truly unique culture of motorcycling and never let the ride leave the fibers of our being.

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