June 2004 Archives
"Deap sea Detectives", this is a model of some people digging this ox out of the ground, i am making several paintings on this model., its sorta reminds me one time when i was working with a friend of mine Thomas over at Noah's Land , (this drive threw animal zoo), we had to go find this dead bison out in this field well , it found its way to the electic fence and shocked itself to death, it was all tangles up in the fence along this river bed, , real nasty sight, well Thomas being all gun hoe about having to take this thing off the fence started hacking it off , and boy it smeeled bad!, but the body was like huge, and parts of it seemed to melt in to the mud....
well i have been working down this show idea the plastic farm aninmals, its been tuff to complete these things i am sorta changing the idea of the set of this kinda work , instead of a begining and end, i am letting this thing be governed by all these old frames i have been collecting, i imgine what kind of painting would go into this,
Eyes of Tex show Sept 04 ( build up)
i am adding paintings to it,
This is a ruff of the whirlie gig i am making called " chicken head butcher man" i have a couple of days to complete the thing and have it over there, i think its gonna be real good piece , totoal time to make about 12 cds.
well i finnal have net acess out in the shed if failed a while back i wanted to complain about it but it just wouldn't be believable, so now i have it, really so its time to have a beer1
an artist living in Athens Ga. a real good guy!
I am going to be off line for a couple of days, back to Brenham ( I am in Houston to get my teeth fixed doesn't look good) well one of these amazing discovers i found on the web was i some how located a home video of one of my favirote artists just before he died The Rev. Johnie Swearingen, taken by this young artist from Huntsville in the early 90 (Andy Emmons)., He also plays in a band Outhouse Moan. But needlesss to say this Video is a treasure. I have never seen or meet Swearingen, so this is something so completely rare and candid WOW , My God!, I wouldnt mind devoloping a small body of paintings based on these home movies. One thing about the history of my art, is i am a worshipper of certian movies, made paintings of them, i found out its called "fan art" etc , but i see it as morfing yourself with the over alll theame of the movie.
But to see this home video and see this old artist move around and talk , i can only imagine , what great paintings could be spun from this. the Chappel Hill set , the term came from all these stories i heard about this Artist who worked right over in the town Chappell Hill next to Brenham. I have always love this man's work there is something so odd about it in a visual way, Alot of the paintings in that set were sorta an homage to the idea of the the destored sublime, mainly sloppy, i even had a show with them down in Brazosport College 2002 Lake Jackson, Texas but to get this video, mann!! i am excited!
I rember one time i had this dream out in Floyd, where i was in this museum like the Menil and they had these sketchbooks/writing from Thorton Dial, the books were like locked in this glass case, i rember this museum curator type saying this is the way the artist wanted to display them only open to one page etc and then some waxy bulshit about art of manuscripts as art, i rember in the dream i saw these books more like the kabbal or a black Neccronomican(sp) and like "who is this art bitch telling me they even know what the fuck they got", its not supposed to be on"display" or to "engage the publics mind about what the fuck art is". This is a spirtual manual of sorts, of course in this dream i had the ghoast of Dial saying "get the book!" "use the book", !,. the over all impression about the dream is basicly, don't let the contempory art crowd debase something that is respectfully spirtual in nature. because of thier additute to compartmentalise and catigortise stuff , just their shear interests in it would confuse and corrupt the true orgin from which it came, cause most of them are suspicious about what sincerity and believablity is. (brainwashed market driven ambitions about "great art" has ruined most in this circle)
So stealing this treasure would be like stealing the shroud from the Romans ,,.,., filthy .,,,heathen. .,.,.,.infadales bastards!
I went threw a town called Wallace and started entertaining the idea of crashing there for a month or two in some avalible comercial spaces there, probly in Jan or Feb, . its an odd place sorta a lost tourist town that hasn't ever made it, while i was driving around i was thinking why here? . why this place?
Driving around alot, and looking at alot of landscapes ones i have seen over and over again, they are kinda like these special places to me these very unique seens that are here for a while and then gone, like old buildings and ditches.
"Man its humid out," i had my truck over in Brenham and i guess leaving it in a field i go ants in it, i didn't figure it out untill i got to Sealy while i was driving, and let me tell you it can be annoying watching you feet, and the stings! so i pulled over alot and was thinking what is my role in all this i am an artist, i make things , paintings thats all i do, and really all i know is this landscape, i am not that contempory up in an on trends etc, but i started to ask myself "what is Country?" and is it my duty to slavisly paint it.
A while back i went to a local Music gig at Triple Crown and saw Scott Birum play it was real entertaining he has morfed all the old blues and is playing it all ruff and primative with a lot of ramblings to it, i said to Drek , now this is counrty,.! poetic, real ,heroic, traditional,.
what one of my favorite urban music myths is where rockers go country and stay, but actualy add alot of deversity to the music landscape, Scott is a one man band and he is always playing, i suppose what it means to me is that one has to simply to make and intragrate in to the settings at hand, country is very populist by its taste but also seductive by is candidness and applbility. So what is art in counrty?, bluebonnets, pastorual settings, sentimentaly aside, those are decorations, halmarkcards.
Reality in landscape is very abstract. but it does govern from the eyes , and should be impregnated with one's ego, to say anything
This is a painting done around 2002, part of this "Chappel Hill set"
its an oil on canvas 45x55. I think I am reducing the set to about 12 paintings the final set of that kinda work. "Tarscape" is one of the finest of the abstracts.
i am Going over to Brenham tonight after the Proper Gander Party there in this new gallery called Monkey house, so i will be gone for about a week , i think have to go to the dentist etc, over in Houston, and also finnish that Whirlee gig for RC Gallery,
this is a piece of folk art i picked up in Flyod , last year, C.M. Laster
Well here are two paintings , now done , that i did over in Brenham they are part of this set of 12 paintings of landscapes,
I think tonight i am going to organise the Eye of Tex show and shot it up and post part of it, i might even have a couple of beers, its been something like six months worth of work to get to this point,
well this is it a great day, i have net in my room, finaly, its along storie but nothing is broken, phil figured it out, i owe him a dinner over it and enough of the computer crap
ok , now this thing is really starting to pisss me off, i found out that its not reading th port, it on my computer, it seems funny but thats was the original problem with my other computer, back in January!
i am now prpared now to fucking destory this thing ,
well, i have the cable all figured out,had to take it to a computer store and they crimped the thing saying this other crimp job wasn't no good, then they tested it , i traded them the box of cat-5 crimps witch i bought from lowes for 20 , but only needed two of them, so now it works, right,
so with cable in it still won't work, phil says he has to reconfiger the thing, the box thing on his side
how long will that take, then what?
Whatt the fuckkkk@!!!@@!!!!!
well last night was suposed to be the big night net acess in the shed but i think the cable doesn't work, some how, so i am going to have to find someone who can crimp it and test it, i about exploded, its shit like this , one little thing after another, what the fuck is it going to be next!
i had to pull the cable off the house late last night,
well off to brenham, back on Saturday,
i am going over to Brenham for a couple of days the rain is making me crazy, i am learning on how to shred the cable to put into the phone jack ,phil is helping me with it,
i guess Matt is really gone, it must have been tough for him, its like he is trapped in his own world of conspirsy and odd cultic coininsidences(sp) , There is a funny history about the "hovel" or this oil dirty garage at our house only three known men have called it home, really Jef tryed to make a home out of it at one time, now its just an open shell. Matt slept on an old matresse with his two dogs and the dogs stayed there the whole time. When jeff was there he converted the places tryed to make it liveable during the winter but it still had this deep darkness to it some how. Jeff's art work is sorta like that, the place had his humid smell of sckoll and stail beer to it,
When Matt did make art, it was some stupid shit like hippy kitch mushrooms and transendental universise he was real anal about drawing, At one point while he was here i tryed to convence him to be "chicken George" or at least make folk art, he is crazy and desperate enought to be believed, , make work about his conspirised as proff that they are real, i told him, "hell sit out here and sell chicken paintings on cardboard in my front yard i bet you will sell them," do anything but do something!.,. Matt wasn't motivated , it was a life of avoidances of something,.,.,.
so it goes
got the cble to my shed waiting to thread the thing, hope it works, i have the digitial photo all set up ready to go, i have this first set ready to profile out,
well i went to best buy droped something like 700 on a computer, now i am trying to run a line out to my shed, hummm, getting closer!
I am sorta sad to see Mat go, its sorta humbling to see some one go insain in the garrage next door to ya, . He said that we we recording his conversations and that a bunch of select place in San Marcos are bugging or listening in on people, coffee shops and pizza places, our house, friends, etc, before he left, he move his stuff out, and i thought he was gone but having no place to go? the next morning i could hear the tinging of his two dog chains, he has two dogs, and he was over in this yard our neighbor's yard camping out, (its an abonded house), we sat that morning and talked for about two hours, mainly mat rambling about the "pawnstore baby cult" as he coined it, and then he suspected me of beiing part of it, its all ridiculas to begin with , but the house made him nervious, that shed in particular. so he left,. me and phil talked about how way out there he is and he is basicly going Squitziod, basiclly , but he was right in a symbloic sence, people we recording his conversations,,, gossip!, but , as i told Matt what do you expect you are in public view all the time when you are homeless, and crazy. i think fo his own mental health what he wanted to do was sorta excape and be alon , squiziod are very sencitive to other peoples words and actions, he couldn't deal with the house's people comming around and talking to him, he wanted to be isolated to get a grip on things or reinforce his own squiziodphria,
One book i read "Madness and moderism," L Sass ,really layed out the theams of introversion to the extreme. i could some how understand mat with out take what he said seriously but got the main idea., I gusess as an artist, believe ablity in what you imagine can cut both ways, one as a spectaclar and the other as a delision...
well its june and boy its hot here, i forgot what, the heat was like, last sumer i stayed in Flyod VA. and it was pretty cool, kinda like i cheated hell, out of burning me,. i am also in a mass rotation to try and complete this next body of work i like to call "sunday night paintings or new old texas landscapes, or the great halloween caper", i don't know the titles sorta lead to the over all feel of the of this kinda work dark whimiscal,
the computer i am giving it to the end of this week, if this computer isn't fixed i am going to buy a brand new one, ,
let me tell ya whats been going on here, i first bought this computer for 500, it was a piece of shit only ran word prosessing, and when i want to runa any thing else i would have problems, so i settled for it, i had it for a couple of years, and then i go tthis web page and started to demand more on my friends computer, so its been irratating for both of us, cause i like to write, well, i tryed to get the net up on my computer out in the shed and it was the begining of the problems, i had a friend look at it to try and fix it, he ran away athe i had phil look at it , he is my roomate, i payed him to do it , he took he whole thing apart, and then sub let the job out to this girl, well, she put it back together and took it over to this other guy who said my mother board migh be wierd, , so phil said i wil give my old one, "cool" but there is one problem, it needs a powersource , which we had to special order, so it works right, now it need this,,, and now it needs that, its fucking imposiible!!!
so as soon as my creditcard flys , payed down i am going over to best buy and getting a computer,
and it looks as if Crazy mat has left, he thought we were bugging him, literaly, i will go in on all the detaial later
one thing , why its been difficult to write ,is i hate to be interupted, it blows th train of though, i fucking hate that, so i haven't writtten much, ,