San Marcos Studio

i am working away, on all these new paper pieces i haven't done work like this in years, its like , rembering old ambitions, now saying , , "now i can make these things(pictures) that i failed miserably at some 15 yeras ago!, i am back where i started!

Redford

I guess since i am not going out to West Texas then i might just talk about some of my fav assorted stories from there like this one
called " the day the Babtists from Odessa came to minister to the Town of Redford" sumer 1999

speeking of evanglist one of the redford stories, when i was out there in 99, well these two babtist missionary types came down from Odessa to have a open tent revival, it was funny cause the only church in the area for ???? years was Catholic. It was Hispanic comunity, but these two guys from this church wanted to have a tent meeting and someone in Redford was a Babtist and let them in, it was held at the old fort there,. I was living at Enrique's house and we went over there, cause the two guys brought free hotdogs, and let me tell ya there was a ton of hotdogs, something like two coolers full of wieners, two bakers rack of buns a palet of Sams sodas, condiments and boxs of chips. I thought that must have the impression they were feeding the huddled masses of the border or something like an Africa hunger crusade, Redfords population barly hit 100 , and most of them are children and old people.
Well as the evening went on i meet the two guys , they looked aprehencive, sorta paniced like they wanted to testify to some one quick, . the problem was that i was the only one there who spoke english, everybody else, convenetly spoke spanish, . so this tall skinny geeky older guy started in on me. Real nice then it switched geers real fast "son what do you belive, " kinda like he was calling me out , here in the old west , Jesus vs George "hunn I don't know " i said, letting him ramble on about stuff,. . One of the problems over that sumer was i was reading all of Enrique's zen books he had a ton of them, so i was in a differnt mindset, less confertational, more like ahhh let anything happen,,. He tryed to ask me if i was miserable, the typical approach, with out Jesus you are, I was like " ahhh the only thing i am in tooo, well you see that dog over there panting away , well thats what i am i want to be like that ." After a while they guy just thought i was kooky and said well listen to brother @#%&^% and we will have a alter call, .
I suppose after some good'ol preaching i might change my mind, So the evening was set, and man! it was beautiful the place sits up on a hill and the sky was amazing sorta breazy, and these two guys were gonna let it lose with the Lord!. a stampped of preaching!
The first guy got up on stage on this old cement slab, half the town was there, and they had an interpiter there to translate his sermon
so the firts thing out of his mouth was
"people would say I hate Mexicans"
which cast a confused look over the interpiter, and he went to echoing out what he said and the audiance started to raise some brow, "and i used to love money i was rich and had lots of expencive things!"
(a side note your typical West Texas folk, hate, i mean hate rich folks)
and i was cheeted with on my girlfriend and has lots of sex,., (long pause) ,.with every body!" as his voice peeked or broke
" I was a pervet and explored a Homosexual lifestyle in San Antonio"
By this time my jaw had dropped to the floor, i couldn't fucking belive this guy, . He was one of those kinda short fat high-pitched, breaded, whinny, emotional happy guys , that if you didn't hear him talk about the Lord you would swear he was gay or something, . loud too.
I watched the crowd look on in discust and amazement, . the the evanglist came back "but as soon as i was saved i didnt want any of that" the odd thing about his sermon was , right after talking about how sinful he was before Jesus, he went on to why his life crashed, he lost his job! couldn't afford the outta control decadance lifestyle of clubs and shopping and he hit rock bottem cause he was broke, and then found the lord which got him a new job in Odessa!, . The puzzleing thing was what about his Racism and homosexuality??? he never revisted that subject ,. it was the most confusing sermon or rambling bable i ever heard any one say, shocking statements backed up with the fussy outcrys about how much Jesus loved him and it was alright, i almost felt like taking him off the stage and slapping him around about, ,what the fuck ! you you need to keep this private and work things out , evanglism is not group therapy you idiot!
The tall skinny guy got up and it was less emothinal trying to mop up with a more reasonable approach to why he came to the Lord, , his testimony.
but afterwards
both of the guys came up to me with their Teen Christian workers asking me what i thought, .
I spoke to the short fat one i said "Brother!"
have you ever heard of Brother Lester Roloft?" he hadn't but the tall one had,.
"Well he is my idea of a Christian, that insain emotional dribble you pulled on this Catholic comunity proved why they would never belong to your chuch you should be givin a gag order! to not embarris your organisation any longer,."
needles to say the guy was shocked i would crittque his style,. and sorta turned his nose up and started to walk away, so i ask the skinny one ,
"so your friend is he still Gay, what about his racism, he never cleared that up with the audiance ,. it seem to me that the only time he need the lord was when he was broke, who does this guy think he is ? comming here talking to us about being saved, he is a mess."
the skiiny guy knowing the bright eyed Christian teens were there soaking all it up sorta stopped the converstaion and broke and hit the hotdog table!,
"hotdogs are free want another brother?" he said.
"sure why not its my sixth so far"
Afterward, they left all the hogdogs mess to the elemntaryschool which ate hotdogs for lunch and evenings, it was such a small town that they came to eat at the school like a hotdog party after school , it lasted about two or three nights till they were all gone,.
but i will never forget them guys, and the standards that good ol Brother Rolof has left for all would be Christians to live up to.

"jack"

""you tricked me again,Jack " says the devil
"Jack O Lantern", a narritive painting

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well its only a week left till May. i think the Van horne deal is now blown completely, and i ma now targeting this move out of the chickenhouse to San Antonio to Room with "The Voice of God" Drek, i need a change and what not,. so its going to be smooth cruising for a while,

a couple of days ago i sold a rooster head to this guy, 83, WWII vet , we got a talking and he wanted to tell me about he Lord and politics, i nodded along yea, he wanted me to go to his chuch and all, up the street, another Babtist church, since we agreed on everything,
"so you want to go to church?" he said in a yes or no , my word deal, . "Well i have had enough church," i said
really,?!
i said "have you ever heard of brother Lester Roloft,?" he had " yea" in a simi shocked look, well i have had my fill of church for a while.
( one admission i wish, i went threw his extreme Biblical concentration camps for f-uped teens back then, now i can only dream of the tortures and displien it must have taken to get them teens straight) but that just me, i have this imagination
but it was wonderful to evloke the great name of Rolof and it still strike fear in the most luke warm a Christian,.,
needless to say the old man dropped the subject and went on,.

chicken dead chicken

well i lost one of my birds
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so another chicken bites the dust , happen to catch the two dogs who did it, to,, got them locked up in my back yard for a while and it wasn't pretty, what happen, after i cooled off a bit, i let them go, to bad there's an ordance against discharging guns, .
so another chicken is down, poor Snowcloud, i am going to have to buy a couple of new ones to replace them.
the other one honey bee a rhodia island red leghorne is a bit confused, i was watching it to see if she has any grief over it,
so it
goes chicken
dead
chicken

i am back

View image"Land of the Rejects"
this is the largest one made in the set, done 2004-now

View image"Perve"
almost done
View image"piggyback" still working on it
View image"goat"
View image"the birth of man" humor piece
View image"studie for the birth of man"
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View image? this one is still in between what it could be and somewhere,vague
here is eight paintings i am working on over in brenham, all in progress,

brenham studio,

well i noticed in the Texas legisator they made it legal to paddle your kids with out being crimalised. is about time,!. i was talking to my girlfriend about this that back when i was in school they gave pops, for fighting etc, she isn't from Texas, and never heard of it, , now pops would be illliegal, but back in the day, an good ol' ass nipping was normal,
oh i rember the good ol'days,
my dad had a very realisic approch to paddling, one that was compasionite and caring, he told me that i had to work off 3.25 ass whoppins a day , thats the way life was, you had a deficite to work off of to just exist, its life and my father wanted to let me know how it was,.(.25 was that little extra just in case)
So every day after school before he came back from work i had to work off the preimptive ass whoppins i had had comming to me, like doing odd jobs or what ever was around the house,.., but sometimes i would forget the dept owed to him daily and boy he would let me have it.
he had and almost existental enthusiastic flare to it while he got all rawled up over what i didn't do for the day,
he said , "Boy you need to know that , a man could get his ass whopped and not know why??"
thats the meaning of life?, in his books,,
I'd be crying and shit about what i was supposed to do what, i didn't know?, pleading, but it didn't mater, time was up and it was time to pay the reaper..
and then he would let me have it after he figured the 3.25 swats with labor commited to the house hold subtracked. like i said the .25 was that little extra love left over, that no matter what i did it was still there.

them were some good ol' ass whoppens back then.

Off to Brenham

Well I am off to Brenham for a while

I think i am going to reorganise some crap and basicly lets face it the van horn deal is blown !, i am broke and i have the points on my calender that i have to be here, till mid july now! pluse if the city council desides to pass the historic thing on our street, things will be happing here with the church this sumer,. So i might as well, get busy and declare anther set of work, to prepare when i move over to SA this Dec.

three more pics

View image"Halloween Night"

View image"Gator finds a Snake"

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View image"The Day After Halloween"

View image"Late Night"

last night was funny, i was eating tacos, late and i made this post on ebay, one of the comedy bits about it was, Stevo, an bike collector and artist here in town, who is posting his bunny/nutira paintings , I made a comment about how he said i was trained from watching bob ross video's and i cann't be folk, and that i went on to huffing paint to get untrained,. etc etc, i wrote this up on my ebay lot as a comedy bit, but also crediting him as a paint huffer too,. he emailed me back said to change it he is worryed people will think he huffs paint , so i ablided, but keep the write up intact,. . I told my roomates about the ordeal and they said, (cause they know Stevo) i was way outta line endagering his reputation like this, the arguement went on and an on, i said nobody cares! who the hell would look at my ebay lot and track stevo down etc, Oh but then i forgot, who i am talking to, half the guys around here are like the CIA FBI etc new world order, Rothchilds/mason conspircy freaks , we kept arguing about the whole ordeal , on and on , about what are the odds Stevo will be arrested for huffing paint! , which isn't true , as for me too, it just seem so rediculas "hufing paint" but i might add everyfrind who vists my studio say you might as well by the way it smells in here.
here is a link to the actual ebay lot,
"halloween night" ebay

Directions

what this year might look like

JD,Durham, Voice of God

i absolutly plan on being out in the big bend by mid june after this weding i have to go to,. so i am stuck here yet again, and i feel enough time has passed in me doing nothing , to start a new decloreation, of new work, later this week, i am going to go over to Brenham and sort sort all this crap out and start building a master set of work to have ready by the time i leave, like a fresh new set of 20, and i have an idea of what it should be,. (NOTL)

So, another ordeal is my more over to San Antonio, this dec,. and start working, i need a change of pace, so i will move into with my old time buddie Drek, Its gonna be fun cause we hav'nt lived together in over five years, we will be all geared up and ready to hit the SA seen for art biz and what not, see what happens, i really want a larg warehouse space to live in, never really have done that,.,
I am trying to get drek to go back biblical and embrace his roots , and start getting back in to wacky humor, , which he is doing anyway but in a more slicker style, more mimnal. ahhh so we shall see

2004 sets

These are links to the site's past entrys , a cataloge of 2004 work or sets of work gathered on this site.
click to view any of these entrys

this is the two sets, Chappel hill 2001-2002 and FV- landscapes sketched out Floyd VA, made into painting, which i am going to have a show with in a couple of weeks

I had a show over at the (Hide out ) in Austin here is a cataloge of what was in the show

this is a collection of pictures, call chickenhead fence halloween paintings

hummmm

so its about April , and the weather is great here, but i am getting restless

I don't know when the house crap is going to be resolved, when? hummm,
so last night i do what i normally do drink about 3 tall boys of natty lite eat some tacos, and burned off some twigs and limbs,
This new stuff on paper, WOW, its changed everything about the way i paint, i am workng on this one painting, called "Bathing Beautys" of this naked woman n this old pond, Taken from a photo,, but the fact that i have raised up an old porno mag as a figure refreances , harkens back tothe first time i done all this back in 93, when i stoped, .
With paper , the drag smear activitys are more easy, than canvas, so i am able to do this like rapid smear tones, , and working against a hard surface is differnt. its also cause if ebay, too, all these works are basicly sold at such a low price, i just don't give a fuck, a nd can allow myself to prcseed forward in this like rapid fire painting , lwetting myself com up with what ever that evening, and watching , my little painting fetch what ever off ebay its fun.

One funny thing hapen last night as i was burning off stuff, i heard a couple fight over in the parking lot ,,the only phraze i could understand in the yelling, and then he spun out in to throad was" look what your doing to your kid!?!" yelled the woman. his repliy " look what your doing to me" in and all most panniced cry,. oh yea he added "Bitch!" .
it got me trying to figure out what what they could be possibly arguing about, .I can spot a fight a mile a way, i can see and hear them in the background,. Listing to to peoples argue is fasinating, its like th rawest display of emotion all put out , its trying to make a point but is meet with fustrations in comunications and then the tentions riase as the volume goes up on deaf ears.

It kinda make me want to go back to school as a psyche Major, and get back involved with, , There must be hours of thinking about how to come up with language that might make things less emotional.

I Rember on time when i was at this party, and got all stoned, it was out in the woods but there were houses all around , i went out on this balcony , and started looking at peoples houses., well behind the trees and shrubs, and there the half open blinds i could see the abstracted figuures jet am move and stand still, going from one room to another , it was a couple fighting, i couldn't hear anything, but, some how i could
make out what they were doing, by concentrating my vision on these very smal detials, like a long distant microscop or something, ,. its amazing what you can see the you calm down aln look at the phisics of stuff around you.

"Mouse Trap Snake"

View image"Tarsnakes in mellon patch"

New/Old Texas Landscapes

chicken House cont.

"Robert Tilton opens up a old pond"
View image "Possum Cave"

Why take a deture when some one wants to pay you to get off the road..

one of the things that i have been thinking about all this mess is, 100 year old plus identiy of this house, who made it, the unknown history it has, plus mine impact( only a decade),. San marcos is alot like many citys in that its suberbia devlopment vs old town indentiy, who wins, ussaly the suberian cause the flow of money is there, much like this house, the hight price of value to is that it would be a great parking lot for the church,.,
On my way over to get coffee at the convenant store i ran into my crazed redneck neighbor who blew down his house, next door, i told him about this situwationa again and i also talked to the previous home owner who famliy built this place, I started telling him that i am going to keep the place and retain its identy, not really entertian the idea of selling even at a high price, he flew in to his ussaly defence of his now begoned house, He liked the home alot but he want to do something with his property(understandable)

of cource he was very stonch in his postion about "if i own it i can do as i damn neer please",, i would agree i said "yea your right, much like if you owne the Mona lisa, if you wanted to torch the thing its your right"
, he said in an emontion charge your "damn straight!," i told him that, with that kinda morallity about the destrotion of a scarid object, i would have absolute no moral qualms about have you murdered, by my hand or someones else,.
His furry little eye brows went up. "listen" i told him " I make objects, i am a maker of objects , i believe in the sacredisty of objects,. people don't own them, the object have a relationship with the societys consciienceness any violance to them might come back at ya, you better rember that. not every thing has these powers, but being an artist you have the utpost best planed for what you make, you wouldn't bother makeing them if you didn't feel at least one thing is special about them.,
now a house is a bit differnt i don't think much people minded when his house was knocked down, other than the historic commision. But my house i am building into a piece of art, hummm differtent senerio.

Its ben one of the spooky things about it, what about history? things die, get destroyed, but also , things get preserved, they are preserde by people who understand hisory,
and understand that once they are gone for what ever petty reason they are gone forever.
The only thing i could say to my redneck nieghbor that made any sence, was rember what happens when someone builds a suberia house on an old indian burrial ground,
"rember what happens then! didn't you see poltergist!"
"stupid ass white folks go and do some crap like that, and boy you gots a whole mess of indian ghosts up after ya, now is that there smarts! you just lost a hundred thousand dallar house over it"

house battle cont..

One thing i find amazing about houses these days is that they are alot like cars all looking the same..

I rember when i starting in on the chickenhead thing here in my front yard, my own mother said it was a liablity to the houses resale and is presenting me as a "show off", ., i rember thinking ,"what the fuck?"
. I always make it a point to show folks there mistakes in opinion, especialy after they make them,. why not make something differnent,
I saw on MSN the Beercan house got a grant of 120.000 to rebuild the thing, or preserve it, . couldn't you see the folks sayin back in Houston that the house was gawd off ugly, you ruined a perfectly good suberian house,.

Ive made pleas with people in genral about whats archticture or "historic" . The Church i think feels it can just roll over us and make it uncomfortable for us to live, the chicken house will be leveled if they get it,. I want this thing to stay here forever if need be, but its gonna take endurance and smart stradgising.
longevity is the key and extremity is the door