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Another piece of good news i am trading a bunch of paintings for a large scultpure piece by Stu, he is going to make my tombstone piece, outta limestone, a life size waist up shot of me with out a shirt holding a chicken in one hand and a cleaver in the other, it will stand about ten feet talk, and have a pedistol mounted in my back yard,. , like a Roman God ! Wow!, so if San Marcos is ever hit with an neuclar bomb my statue will be one of the only things standing!
vin vie vicci Tejas el grande!!

cont
story fall 1996

from what we all figured out Kat was homeless where did she come from whats her storie? What was funny was she would go along with about anything and make up these wild storyies about any subject you happen to mention.
Jeff wasn't speaking to her, and he came out to my room,. and cried
"what are you doing i don't want her here she is freaky!"
"oh no jeff, Kat is fun we are going to help her out and we told her to stay a while, "
"my God you cann't do this fucking george!"
After last night i think jeff was going to make sure Kat didn't break the door down so he sorta disipeared for the evening. You see our house is so fucking messy that even if someone wanted to stay over you could find a place to sleep cause of all the crap laying around. So as the night hours drew on, Kat came back and as i rember it was cold too, Everybody wanted to know who was Kat going to hit on she knew by now what the gig was , it was either me , phil or paul, but paul was staying on the futon, in front we already had anther guy crashing here, of yea Carl was here to the ex bassist for the Spiders. but he wasn't around at the time,.
so the hours were drawing to a close, . Getting to know Kat was funny she had her own sence of comical fuckup and knew she was alot to deal with , she also drew and painted, which apon looking at them i realised she would be a perfect candite for Yard Dog this bitch was the real deal, and a really screwed up life to back it up,
I kept quiet till now and she started to realise i painted chickens alot,. humm

At the time being i started preaching the chickens, meaning all the art problems some one would have would be answered threw painting and lookng at chickens, having a chicken consceinness, etc, it was so unbarribale to guys like Jeff, (here is link to his new site) and Drek (the guy i am going down to SA with) that they just ignored it but were amused at peoples reaction to how much they hated me when i pullled the chicken routine on other artists around town, trying to perswuade them to paint chicken, i had another whole routine tellin my buddies that if everybody painted something like a religious icon over and over you might be able to inmpress some people like a chicken cult , but they weren't falling for it, they had ther own interagraty over such matters,. but were amused at how many people thought i had "sold out" or was and asshole or crazy.

So as the evening grew later and it felt colder, me and paul and phill were sitting in the kitchen, and Kat was there, humm
"so george thats interesting art your making?"
my responce
"Has anyone ever showed you how to really paint a chicken " in a low and measured way of talk"

Posted by chickengeorge at July 27, 2005 8:56 AM