Tag Archives: weird stuff
Oddly ~ and without white balance ~ the colors in the artziz rite = but anywayz yas slices it = MILTON STRIKES AGAIN !
Eye Luvz This Guy
and his fast imagination with the sea whirld
and here’s some stuff from the ranch sculpture garden over the weekend
this is where the sausage gets made
while stirring the pot
and adding sum spice
the latest collaborations get cooked
but don’t forget the secret sauce
with just a pinch of something a bit left of center
and VOILA !
Punching a time clock for the first time in over 30 years . .
. . . but it aint so bad when ya get greeted with stuff like this in the morning
just wanted to get a quick sample out since it’s been over a month since last time
there’s lots more where this came from ~ coming soon
Just starting to settle into my new digs at the Victory Center back in the area by the bay.
on a day at the Victory Center
Lemme know what you think ! ? !
I didn’t mean that to sound as provocative as it does. But what the hell it kinda says what it means ~ working the high wire without a net – tight margins – no wiggle room . . . you get the idea.
The ‘real’ chickens are now tucked in my cousins freezer in Idaho while I made my fourth trip across the Great Basin in three months. All that open space time does something to your brain ~ or at least it did sum thin to mine.
As part of an expansive experience it plays in my imagination as an equal to my time at Art Camp
These experiences stand in sharp contrast to the heart wrenching time back east with the family. Perhaps itz a hangover from all the buddha stuff but I find it more painful now to watch loved ones suffer than to bear my own.
So now back in CA I find myself attempting to makes cents out of it all since I am kindov addicted to that sort of thing. Seems like there should be sum profit from all that pain. Maybe ? Time space will tell . . .
For now I’ve adopted the chorus from Leonard Cohen’s Anthem as my mantra:
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in