May 2004 Archives

well it looks like crazy matt has fleww the coup, he was acting a little advasive, before i left, he just seems to wan to be alone, well this is it the end of May, and the heat of the sumer is about to set in, i just got threww some work over in my Brenham studio, barn , boy the stuff looks great!,
this week i will again atemt to get the computer straighten out, once i have my own private thing on, i will post daily to get caught up.

Well , i am headed out to Brenham for a week, and try and complete some more work, . these landscapes paintings, i was also thinking about a vist out to Big Bend, but i am broke!, so i might have to delay it,. i know i have plenty of work here to to,
shows comming up this year

RC gallery, Whirlie-gig, July San Antonio
Eyes of Texas, solo , September San Marcos
12-North, Bellville, October
The Hideout , November, Austin
A.C.C , solo, Alvin Feb 2005

and there are about two art fairs i am going to be in

and check this out! i posted a painting on Ebay, from the "chicken Fence set"
ebay

well it looks like anther month has rolled on by, and my computer is still down, i don't know any thing about this, and i am depending on people to repair the thing , and i don't have the money to buy a new one, which i want, so we shall see, humm
All orginals
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Evans Gallery

One of the interesting note here about town this weekend was the special olypics are here. Last sumer a move was shot here in Sna Marc, a comedy about the Special Olympics star jonny knoxville, it had to do with the mofia rigging the games and some one being a ringer, i don't know for sure, and South park did a simular cartoon where Cartman trained to be retarded , which sorta reminded me of this story i had started on way back in 96 about this guy who faked being retared to win the special Olympics, and the moajority of the story line is about him being under investigation , and his stubborness not to break from character, while he is under examination, ., I think one of the bizar crossovers about contempory "bad slacker art" which seems to have it home here in Austin, is this drive to do something thats sucessful but is really pathic, the cross over could be reflected art by the insain or "retarded art" childrens art by means that the artist is more preplexed by the artist that the art itself. "Bad & outsider " art professionals seem to have put

well the month of may is rolling along, i am trying to complete these last two sets of work and on to this really large set of work for the Hide out coffee in Austin, in Nov, I am also making a whirliegig for RC Gallery in San Anton this july,. this will be fun,

well i am going over to Brenham to work on these 20 or so painting that i basiclly came up with when i was out in Floyd, i think now i am headed to Landscapes, i just like them more, there is nothing Arty about them, its simple and yet as a painter very complicater, i like to find interesting landscape concepts, this new set commingup after (FV) set is called Famous Flash Floods of Brazia county. i have a one man show line up in Alvin comunity college in Jan2004. its going to basicly profile this work, i like Brazia County, there is something so fawul and real about that place.
When i drive around that place in my little Ranger i spot out of the wizing corners of my eye that magic little contaminated ditch with weeds and black pussy sticks dipping into it, its like its almost not there, In my Brenham studio i am basiclly playing withwater movement over a surface, and intertwineing it with character. I would imagine its the work or look of this place, and i am at hand making it, man there is alot of shit to cover in this.

OK this week is going to be the week to get this fucking computer thing worked out, i have a tone of stuff to post etc,

i am headed over to Brenham again to work on these large paintings, and mothersday, then over to houston to check in on some spaces.

That sumer i called the neurotic sumer of 94, because i ended up doing to many drugs that sumer and set my moods out of kilter, it was hot and paranoid. i was always looking over my sholder,(rember this is San Marcos) not much crime here. it was wierd but i just couldn't help myself, drek and paul warmus we living with me on the squre.
In the art zone i was sketching and drawing alot differntly sorta like dead intiors of old cabins.,., ? i also was over killing the oil paint, or at least over painting alot of the work at the time way to muddy. and i started listening to Brother Roloff
or Lester Roloff from Corpus Christy
One of my interest is on AM radio Evangilism, i an a contisiour of preachers, i love to listen to good speeking and one of the gold nuggets is Roloff,
no one sounds like this man. he defined to me what true old man depression-style ramblings are all about , like crancky old farmers rebelling againts anything from the 1950's up, . the sound of this guys old grizzle vioce and the somber twang gives one the impresion of a self-obsessed mumblinger breaking out about what the "Lord has in store for you" . Its Great!, i used to listen to him alot, even got his tapes and he is truly an interesting character on the Texas evangilical seen, everybody has heard about him,

well i have it, a new delima in my computer problem, ,
so on with the stories..
back in 94 , this story , which i think has been refreashed for me now,
was,
I went to work one sumer for this paint contractor. It was the first time i ever worked out of the zone of a w-4 (being grocery&fastfood) and it was general labor my boss was quiet a character. An east coast Itilian type, sorta the appeal of a layed back hippy Austinite must be refreashing to alot of east coaster looking to excape the preasure of having to make alot of money to survive. I think Texas attracts those kinda folks, Well my boss ran this house painting buisness, i was his second employee, me and this crack head woman he picked off the streets, she was a good painter. We painted houses, and my boss was a good painter too, but a bit lazy in seeing the job threw, but he made up in charm and confidence and got work, i guess one of the things i learned from him and i curse the "Goodfellows" movie, was this almost imoral way of getting the job done, sorta like cutting corners to achieve the goal. my boss liked me , i am a good soldier at heart. so we did alot of things together, "odd jobs" one of the funnyer note about this, and this is the tale...
Well he loved to philosopise and speek in a mystical new age talk about how to paint a house, (and there is a craft to it, seperate from painting pictures)., , listening to him was like listening to a stonned zen monk talking about enlightenment, with cuts of the machimo gusto he carryes (thats one reason we got along so good he humored me like that), well after working with him for the sumer he found out i was an artist, and one day after work he went up to my apartment, which was a loft on the square of San Marcos.
I showed him what was this "masterpiece" at the time ,a painting called "Goat at the door" a really large painting lots of paint, it looked like a pizza(the texture) i think it was the one time in my history of gathering self easteem for myself i was able to to deliver a monalog about , what is painting?, since he knew of these "new age" ideas of mystical worlds and self imposed improvement powers , he had an idea of what i was doing
i rember saying,
"yea yea , you do use a brush with better craft than me, but lets not forget
what my hands can make"
I handled, a sable round , ponting to ths painting, then holding it up in the air like an evangelist ,
" with these hands i can behold more power than you can with your tongue,!"
speeking as if i were a tool. of God..
" so don't tell me about the mystical fine art of house painting , its a child's game!"