its been a wierd day today, but it did resolve an issue about the lost "Fenceline" painting over at JB place in New Caney, its there i have to go get the thing but what got me up the curage to take to Jeff grandpaw who kicked him out, , ( i knew this painting was destroyed) but i was wrong, but feared hearing it, was an incodent earlyier, over one of my old whirlie gigs
Remember the whirlie gig art deal 2004 when i set up in the a gallery in SA, the chicken head butcher deal well i auction two of them off, there are photos of here on my site, well one of the winners of the gigs works here as a prof, she is a real nice lady, one of the promises i made to her was to instale the thing and if it ever breaks i would fix it, well its been on the skids and she asked me to fix it , i said i would , but you know how the things go in arrangeing things, so today when i saw her, over in the sculpture lab i offered her a chicken head pottery dish as a late payments, i am making dishs,. she said she took the thing down and threw it in a dumpster here in the sculpture dept, ?
what the fuck!
i asked her whay she just didn't give it back to me or throw it on my pile of crap i already have out beack there, ???? the dumpster is close, but
she was befuddled and like the bullheaded person she is, said it my fault,
humm,
i guess the hurtfull part to all this is well i like this person, and comsidered her a friend at least and a friend would empathise and work togther, but this crap, puts things in prespective
so what to do
i guess nothing
one thing i have learned about getting back or proveing shit to folks is it never works, and belive me i am one vengeful mother fucker,
but , the conflict never dies and the orgin inthe dispute becomes loss in ego battles, the point is never made,
