happy halloween

sorry for being off the net for a day or so, this site is still a learning experance for me there are two bills to pay on this deal the hoster and to register the domain name, which i forgot and had to do again, so i am back on live, , i think i am going to have this site till i die, as a life long journal, of sorts, i have been printing out the pages it reads like a book with pictures and all, !
so stay toonned folks!!!
i landed a big time show in jan, with my new projects
RatTrap contraptions,!

so i have at least four major projects, on the ratrap deals , 1. being tht rat trap out house the other "fucking rats", and one colusium and a donky kong piece, man this is going to be a lot of work, i am getting tied, thus is getting expencive, rattraps are 50cents a piece, i blew out one "Home depo" store already, the pieces are going to look good, i am going to be real proud of them when i am done,
where the hell they will go????
i have also been on ebay finding old ratraps, i am having some ideas

one thing , when i was conversing with Mr budd about was if you were to put yourself in a coffin and had some one tell a policeman, "hey my buddie is in this coffin and he won't come out," i bet the cop would go crazy tring to get you out to make sure your alright, but of cource you would be alright, you made the thing, , and if it was made with real hard wood and a special lock inside, the police man and crew would go nuts trying to bust you out of it , it would be real funny having a radio talking to them , while they were doing it, saying " hey leave me alone! i am alright!, go away,! , i could see some offices taking it as a personal challege to get your ass outtta there, why???
just casue
so Mr bud said why don't you make a rattrap coffin , i could see this thing buried on and photoed up
hummm

Marathon-4

the gallery space in Marathon,
they hold alot of my work there,

one story

when i was out there, it being a tourist town is differnt than most living , imagine if you had strangers walking around your yard all day, looking at everything, its ok there are supposed to do that,.

Retail is an odd buisness the people involved in it, the town was had alot of tourism mainly for the big bend park, and alot of retail "antique" galleryies poped up everything more on the high end scale , and the folks who go there are like the white color version of a Harly Davison bike owner, but this is the camping geered out yuppies,. they come expecting something. the B/B that was next to my barn/studio, loved i was there! Liza the owner, was sorta a folk art crafter type, and ,hey there i was doing chickens etc, plus i was a bit fawl but friendly., during the summer, one thing happen where, Shirlely's burnt biscut (a bakery)gave me this big old cholate cake, this other place Shirlys loved me cause they thought i was homeless and and alchololic so i appealed to the maternal forces in the bakery to give me advice and feed me with as many old fried pies i could handle, . so i got this cake but eating a choclate cake in the desart in high noon can dry your mouth out, i was out in this this parking lot, right in front of the B/B and this group of tourist, were there, and liza and Tim were pointing at me . i had my shirt off eating this cake but had about enough of it, my mouth was dry and the cake started tasting awful! so out in the middle of the parking lot, which is nothing more than sand and gravl i spit out the cak and dropped this big block of hard choclote cake on the ground in an violent jesture like i was attacked by horce flies)and walked off,, i figured the birds would get to it, . The B/B love it they said that i am doing a good job of being a squiziod bum artist, discusting and all as along as i am presenting my work and being an artist it don't matter, , wow! its amazing was a painting can do.
it was to easy to fall into the role, and boy was it fun, out ther it seems like nothing is happening ,no past, no future ,just now and you have a tendicy to zone out and become like the skunks,

i could almost make a career out of it expecting tourist, and doing some odd thing way off into the background, . my frineds like Drek thought i was nutz, but i would tell them, hey
once you probe the bounderies of self humiation and have granny look down apone you , your truly free.

marathon=3

"hog pulls mask off wolf"
marathon 2002

one of the deals that got me into marathon a while back, or the gallery Evans, was back in 2001 or 00, i set up some where to sell art.
One of the things out in the big bend area is the space its wide open, and you drive on roads for hours, there is a town out there called Marfa, its like new york high art decended down on this basicly broke litttle town back in the 80's and bought the place up, its HQ for all that is minamal art,(judd,flavin etc) one one joke i always wanted to pull was i wanted to set up and sell buxzzard paintings along side of a road, during the Chinati open house deal, why?
well, one impression you get is this odd mix of local cowboy types with these NY art types, its an odd mix, kinda like they are on a cultural safari or something, but in this scary place in Texas, so i thought it fitting to set up as an old cowboy type trying to sell buzzard paintings out in the middle of the highway between Marfa and Valentine, there is nothing out there, and when your driving you notice things, and i always like desperate art, i could imagine an ol digruntle redneck type trying to sell art work to all these fine art types, getting all drunk and shit, so i set up and did this , there was like gail force winds hitting me and it was a struggle to hold down my card table and just sit there, ( a friend of mine dropped me off) i guess i wanted these forieners who were ariving at this fest open house deal to realise they were seeing a surreal cowboy moment, i must have drank a twevl pack, threw cans all over the road,( yea i am a rebel! ) and when people would come, i would see them miles away, i would lean back in my chair and take a big o swig with my head rocked back high then fall over and lay there, as a one car would zoom by, no one stoped of cource but james evans and the border partol, actual they drove out to see, me , they thought i was for real and were ready to say "alright get off the road" but as soon as i said i am with the chinnati foundation(i am not) they turn around and got back into there truck bamb not a word, , wow so if i was for real i would have gotten a ticket,. james came out and bought 10 paintings and some more beer and a corndog, i was buzzing hard, too, .
but i wanted the good people frome the east coast to realise, thay aint there no moe, and your in hostle territory, art wise, alot of people said ahh george your only ther cause of the judd foundation, , i would ussaly come back and say "yea, like a buzzard circling a dead carkus,. "

typical buzzard painting, 1-1000, i am supposed to make

marathon 2

RH king== this painting James Evans owns
one of the best made out there
made 2002

one of the big contraptions i made was the chicken head pyrimid , i have it on the CDC card, which is about run out, i need to get another card made to pass out,

2002

Marathon prt 1

view of the town of Marathon, right across the trackJ

I ended up getting there, saturday , and had dinner with james and this artist named Tate,
A cold frount was about to move in at least today its here, i left sunday,, just busted out the building and made it done , added all this trip work to it,

this is the infamous chicken shack or house in Marathon, its got the whole BigBend area, known as i chicken george cause of the heads that were on it,, it was first made in 2002 whan i was out there, looked good too, but after three years of sun and wind look at it, so i did minor repairs with what budget i could muster,
Evans Gallery owns it, there is so may delapicated structures i wanted to convert alot of them into these types of building, the town loved it when it was made, a couple of folks thought it was ruining the landscape, outta town rich folks who moved to Marathon to excape the city, yaaa, but this is west texas, not the minimal Marfa crap which i have notice me and James loud drunkend egotistial natures cann't stand the "kultured inteligantisia" moving it, trying to bug out the Turlingua(sp) syndrom of west Texas..

this is the "new" and impoved "chicken head house" as i called it,. working onthe first version was fun i savaged all the wood from the barn and did all the tripp, the building itself was the weight station next to a feral check point that weighted trucks comming out the Big Bend area, or was it for the train?, . its small and was falling to pieces, the inside has this old plyboards with numbers and truckplates#'s,.

view to the other side of town, and James new studio, onces was where i stayed in this old barn, "man it was great!" but james tore it down and made this new building
Also when i was out there i arrived about 4 o clock, i bought a six pac in Fort stockton and arived in Marathon , and saw Liza, owner of this place the Adobe Rose,View image i had to burrie th hatchet with this B/B thats next to Evans Gallery, this place saved my life by offering me free showers and bathroom, i traded them work etc, i was partof the west Texas experiance out there as a hobo artist that this place could point out when tourist came by, but, well the problem was when they left in the sumer Aug, they asked me to keep the larg fish tank full, (it dry out there) and i did, they were gone for a month, and i was gonig to leave right before they returned , so i kep the place up to a degree, pulling weeds etc, but i made a mistake,. when i was filling the tank up i left the hose in there to long and killed all the fishs, i left in there for three days, about flooded the place and spanded a massive weed fest, i felt so bad about it i ended up making a couple of works, about chickens and dead fishs, , so i carryed the guild for a long time, and i would send them money to pay off the water bill, but never met Liza untill now,
so she wanted some roster heads, and the deal was resolved,

Evans Gallery

more of Marathon to come....

bully

chicken george reflect on his history of suspeced bullying, or showing his love to the world

one of the topics i have been thinking about over the last weeks or so was, am i an art bully as my exgirlfriend has pointed out to me, and some other folks, bully, ? me?!,
what the hell,
maybe a smart ass, and joker , .
Alot of the problems arise from people i know who are bit sencitive about being involved in my comedy bits, like it or not, to me its always been funny and i have a talk trash get arise outta some one, kinda approach, but also hopefully using common sence in the process, .,
i don't know why but it always goes down to my famliy, or my "treatment " of my younger sister, we used to fight alot or i would tease her and she would expload basicly a bit of a rage'aholic, when we grew up she came very condition to me picking on her, but in a sorta annoying troublsome way, it was easy to set her off, all i had to do is enter a room and look at her the wrong way and she would fly off, but it also had a history,
i was sorta hard on her in th begining, but as we entered highschool i chilled out because her rages were more insain and serious, but i always felt she missed the point to all this, its called lightening up and not taking everything so seriously, we have an ego battle to a degree, and she was determind to have her revenge in the long run, ahhh,
back to bullying, alot of my friends find what i say and do as funny if not healthy, a bit absurd, but i have these other friends and i would credit tonya for it ,that get irrated by my sarcasm, find it a bit mean, \
It got me thinking of the kinda guys i hung out with way back, we would say anything to each other call each other names play tricks try and humilate each other all the time, it was a form of role playing to a degree and would keep the spirits up in this macho negative gun hoe kinda stuff all the time 24/7 , i have take it over to the "art" crowds and women, and for some reason it drives them crazy.
i guess in the long run i have to know when to turn it off, which is hard cause i am jacked up on coffee half the time and or catching a beer buzz, both make me scream out with enthusiam to bust some balls and have some fun, its ment outta love.,
i like being truthful and comedy can make the stuff surface in a less than defencive mannor,
but its brought my being into question about how much is to much, its been a challege here in SA i am around alot of new folks and i am used to my isolation, plus i basicly don't give a fuck, it must be me getting older, i am less intimadeted by people, or nervious so i just let it fly with any sence of consiquinces, getting to know tonya has been like that, i just let it fly, bettter to let it lose than be pation, plus its entertaining and you learn somethign about people,
ahh enough of the psyche bs, , i am ready to head out to the desart, 450 miles away,

heading out to Marthon

these are the new aluminima metal chicken heads for the building, i am gearing up for the 500 mile adventure out there, hope my truck can make it, .

rattraps,

"Devil bullies two rats over a piece of cheese" oil on paper

so i am still working on my rattraps

its gonna be a long drawn out proces to get these things done i can tell,

the two piece here , stil working on them, one is an rattrap out house, and the other is called "fucking rats" based on theis rat orgy,.

here are two of the main pieces, i have this one , here below , its a section of the rattrap maze piece, its to big to make, so i am making a sample of the wall, ,so if someone wants the thing, the whole maze they can pay me, rat traps are 50cents a piece, it adds up

i am busting ass to get the marathon work done, alot to do, , humm any new drama, wel some funny stuff went dwon at the house, i will go into it later, one stupid ass thing about his site is now all my friends are watching it to see if i start talking smak, girfriends included, so i have to keep the good storied until later,
which brings me to Marathon, man alot of funny things happen there, i have a bunch of work up there in the gallery, plus there are al these odd stoired about the place,

Drek working on his I2I show, next month, i have a devil head piece in this group show there, (photo later)
he is busting ass to get it done, sanding and compounding, one thing i would say he is very focused,

rat traps

well i am in full rat trap production, i have even emailed the company Victor to see if i can get more traps for free!!!

i have about three sculptures under way, a rattrap outhouse and the other one is a section of a wall for a this large rat trap maze i want to make, the third one is this house call "fucking rats", i am going to make these rats made of old soks and wood glue with old fake fur on them hold hobo signs,

nothing much in the drama deptment, going on just working alot, i am also preparing to go over to Marathon this next week, the Marathon adventure was something else , i think i might have gone into this on the site, i will have to check but there are a ton of stories, i also make a cataloge with write ups or narritves and about 32 pictures in it B/W xeroxs, i have to dig it back up and look it over,

i aalso trying to get doen with this other section of work the blacken flooded swamp pics, more extentions of the FV set , but thats the way it goes.,

rattraps

well, i am working on these new projects, of rattraps contraptions, this is the back of one called rat trap outhouse, comming sooon
and
i have to make a trip out to Marathon Tx, to revamp up my chicken head building , this time i am going to take my camra an document the place good, expected to go out there in a couple of weeks
,

cold front

well its finnaly cooling off, and my roomates won't have to suffer from seeing me with out a shirt off.

man i hate the cold to a degree, it makes me want to snuggle up with my favorite honey,!!!

One of the stories ,
this one is about a friend of mine who went to Rio, he likes prostitues and he knew he could find a whole slue of them there, i think he and another buddie of mine went there, , well when he got back it was real funny, you have to know HC the way we have known him over the years he is like the most over studded overrtly male friend i have ever had, he has an conisuireship of the gutter that noone can surpass , porn and partying , he is very organised and a hard worker, but has this intensity about sex, like he is addicted to it, and talks about wierners and pussys all the time, its always been like this, very amusing to me and phil cause we are more like the nerds that hadn't quit figure aout how to get a girlfriend or be sexy , and he would brag about his latest score and carry on in this bar bathroom twilight, laughing and punctuwating the words, while wacking down tall boys and spitting dip in cans, he would leave around our house, . ,
so you know ,
well hc in Rio , hoes soemthing like 40$ apiece,
when hc got back ,
it was like he went Tabit and saw the dali-lama or something he was cool, even tempered did'nt care about nuthing, relaxed like an enlighten monk.
"so , well HC what happen?," ,
"you are not going to believe what i have been threw,, no bulshit , no additude , you just pay them and they fucked the bejesesus outtta ya, let me tell you george and phil, America woman have something to look up to here, they should be put to shame over the enthusiam a to suck your cock,and fuck, its like" hey i wasn't fucking them , they were fucking me,!!! "do you know what thats like!!!"
HC moods started to increase in excitement, and we noticed one of his eyes were clouded with blood, "what happen to your eye?"
well i blew a blood vessel on the last hoe trying to cum, " my God HC how many women did you have, ? well 16, in a week, "
"hold on 16 thats like twice a day maybe more"
"yea"
For the next two hours he went into detail about each of the women and how we need to start saving our money to go there, he said it will change your life,
HC has this like sports man voice and it was like he was carrying us threw a siminar on what to do in Rio, the ins and outs, he got more excited and started delivering these powerfuly insain monalogs about Amerians women's hangup and free sex, well not exactly free, . I wanted to video tape this cause what few times we heard him talk to us and the boys around the house,
it was one of the top speaks i have everheard, probably HC at his highest,. i want to get him to host a simnar on "my trip to Rio and what to do over there a tour guild?" and decended off into the brothals and talk about the pimp hoe life all over again, trying to convice all the men they are losers for not taking advantage of this,. i think thats what was funny about it, his eurphoric enthusiam for "as much sex as he could afford", , i even got in trouble for hearing it , or listining to it and not out right condeming this behavior from my girlfriend, Tonya, , when i told her about HC antics,
as she said "it seem i enjoyed it to much,."
I started thinking about his whole experances of sex with strangers, which i have never done, but like dogs like HC, thay get off on it, and you cann't help but imagine what exactly they have done, it all seems a bit creepy to a degree, .
But in HC world it all makes seens, he told us all these manuvers on how to spot a hoe in a bar, and this whole mini courting process, it warpped his preceptions , he said cause when he got over here he went to the local bar and tryed the same thing out here, and bamb!!
you realise your back home again.
it could be some cruel joke played on the American Dogs of the world to hand back his balls and say "hey lets go back to Rio and any woman you see, you can have her tonight,!, think of the possiblitys think!"
these were most of the sentiment HC would spill out at us, , it went on for a week or so, and eventual he came down from the high and had to go back to work , back to the jobsite.

e show

this is one of about 14 works made for the e show here its a small show
i was busting my ass to get done with these projects,

with all the comment made, i asked curtis if it was ok to talk about some of his hoe stories he said it was alright als long as i didn't use his name,

so

with that being said i have this one real funny storie comming up

so whats next, this weekend i am going to get back into some of these sculptures, and try and figure out a way to pay off this fucking truck dept, plus this stupid ebay buy! , thank God for credit, or the devil

1. burn barrel with snakes coming out of it, people talking and a rabit gets eaten
2. this is me and tonya , me preforming culininuious
3.rabit in rocking chair with snakes on the ground, he has a carrot
4.rabit and snake ,eaten carrot