"All Sad People Like Poetry"

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There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparell’d in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;—
Turn wheresoe’er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

But there’s a Tree, of many, one,
A single Field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?

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from Wordsworth's Ode on Intimations of Immortality
image and title from Penny Dreadful, the tv show

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Up! And On!

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Up! And On!
To ever greater
heights of
aimless wandering

Krups Baby, Starbucks Man

Dig It Daddy-o

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Grain Hai-ull !!!

Diana Jaramillo

"We blew it."

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A line from the movie; you'll see in a minute.
I took this old thing down off the wall at Mom's house, where it's been hanging, apparently, since 1975. An oil painting on Masonite I did for a gift; it's about 16"x14" and the subject was a "real" plastic bowling pin converted to a planter; that's a live flower -- of whatever kind, I forget -- and Mom's actual bowling ball behind.
The real treat, for me however, was what I found on the back...

It's my final -- gloriously unfinished -- high school art class project! Billy (Dennis Hopper) and Wyatt (Peter Fonda) scootin' across the desert in Easy Rider. I remember there was a paperback book about the movie that had some stills in it and I was using one of those.
Then school let out and distractions abounded (many stories there; suffice here to say, I was kinda emulating these guys...), and it got set aside. Why I chopped it up for a flower picture...I was poor and out of canvas, I guess.

I've thought about that painting, that idea, many times over the years, especially since the internet, but I can't seem to find that same still shot. Maybe someday. But I never expected to find its remains on back of that masonite. I'm a little bit inspired by that, but then it's always exciting to run across old work having not seen it for years. Still...maybe someday...

That even looks a bit like Dennis Hopper, doesn't it? If you look closely you can even see some pencils lines where I sketched it in.

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Edit 7/9/19: Cleaning out a closet at Mom's house just the other day I came across this, a preliminary sketch of the bowling ball painting:

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Another of the rarities...

...a self-portrait, this one from 1976. Pencil on an 11x8.5" sketchbook page that had been removed from the book, trimmed a bit and framed as a gift.  Mirror image, by the way so, drawn from life, age 24.

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The Legend of Tarzan - Trailer

 


To me, all Tarzan movies are great; even that Caspar Van Dien one; even the Bo Derek one; all except the cartoon ones, I don't, can't watch those. Fuckin Disney. And I don't care what any critics say about any of them. Critics -- ALL critics -- are dipshits. This is a great movie. "He doesn't sound like I expected him to."

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Wouldn't it Be Nice...

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Gimme Chocolate; my ekg's on the fritz.

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"...  Moreover, our efforts to awaken others to our notion of what reality is all about can often prove to be merely an additional impediment to both their as well as our true awakening. As the sage Siddharameshwar Maharaj noted: “What you are thinking of as ‘awake’ — some intense new passion for a worthy cause or a deep feeling of love for all existence — is actually the deepest of deep sleep, much deeper than a feeling of boredom or indifference. Yours is an intense association with the Illusion. The bored and the indifferent are on the verge of leaving the lure of the temptress Maya behind, no longer swayed by her shiny attractions. They are on the verge of waking.” "  --Conscious Process, Bob O'hearn

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Alien light

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"There are no correct experiences to have. The well-being we have sought by trying to rearrange thoughts, feelings and sensations is always and already present as the seamless flow of everything that arises."
~ John Astin

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