well, i am planing on getting a cable out to the studio and solve this problem of not posting, the computer works finnaly,
humm i went over to brenham for a couple of days , and are rotating something like 20 paintings in this set, lokks real good, the work, its like raiations of swamps and creek seens , expressive, i have photos of this weeks activitys, humm,
comming back here, in San marc this house takes on a particluarly pungnet smell its, humid and we are expecting some thunderstorm,
one thing that i thought about on the drive over here, is,
"you really don't know your own history" i think personal history or history in gereral, is all subjective, , as for your own, what may be import to you, may just pass with you and the memory of your life, may have statement or moral, that you might not ever know??? if there is any
i guess being an artist history is spoke through your work, its whats left behind,
i kept having these fanticys of swiming out in stagnet pond in the big thicket, drunk and comming to shore in my little tent and easle, spitting out a whipped painting of water mud and snakes,.
