Wednesday, May 29, 2013

ART BRUT

ART BRUT 
Brutish art created in moments of heightened emotional states
Art from a secret place in the head or heart
Beautiful Mess
Spiritual turmoil
Ecstasy 
ART
BRUT
Et Tu Brute?


APOTHEOSIS 


OTHER WAYS OF SEEING


SHE


BIRDTREE


YOU SHALL KNOW THEM BY THEIR FRUIT

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Stick Figures Shadow-Boxing in Your Head

Pictures, pictures, pictures. Drawlings, drawlings, drawlings. 

"Because you can't, you won't and you DON'T STOP!"


An Eye For The Eye


Eye/Hand Grasping and Feeding


The Very Teeth and Hunger of a Purple Night


Cyborg


The Ghost of Keith Haring Borrows Jean-Michel Basquiat's Crown


Women Are The Life-Givers

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Markings of The Outraged Mind

I'm not a generally angry person. I don't walk around in this world with some giant chip on my shoulder just waiting for opportunities to explode. I try to be courteous. I let people over on the freeway. I hold doors opened. When I see someone in distress I usually ask if there is anything I can do to help. I'm no saint mind you. I get pissed off at my own and my fellow human beings with our ignorance, callousness and general self-serving ways. That being said what does get me going are the institutionalized inequities of this world. The multinational corporation we pretend is a government that exploits EVERY available resource, EVERY available piece of ground, EVERY person without the means to do anything about it...Company X wants to make widgits but widgit waste causes cancer and pollutes the water...well then just get your tax break from The USC (United States of Corporation) and bribe some other country's United "Demon-cratic" Corporation to let you build it there and hey if a few thousand folks die in the process...no big deal. Collateral damage and the end results in CHEAP WIDGITS FOR ALL! THAT makes me MAD! There are the daily inequities we deal out to each other as well...THOSE MAKE ME MAD! Men using their position and physicality to dominate women. THAT makes me mad! People hating, excluding, exploiting and killing other people because they are a different color or religion or WHATEVER difference is used to justify the hate...SOOO,  What's the answer Keith? OK Mr. Boyd, Sensitive, Bigshot....WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT??? The sad truth is...I don't know. Maybe like Otis Redding sang, "Try a Little Tenderness"? Maybe let people over on the freeway? Hold a door open. Say hello to people you pass by and look them in the eye? Maybe speak up when you can? Maybe use your money to support people who are at least TRYING to do something sustainable. Ok..I'm an old Hippie-Punk Idealist. So be it. I'm a dreamer. The world goes on. BUT beauty exists. Do something to increase it. Make art. Sing. Grow something. Do something that makes ONE PERSON'S DAY A LITTLE BETTER. Here's some scratchings trying to say the same thing. A picture is worth a THOUSAND words.


"SCATTER-SCATTER"


GREENMAN GRINS AND BEARS IT


MAP OF THE HEAVENLY HEART



THE ORIGIN AND ANATOMY OF ANGER


WHERE ARE THE NEW SAVIOURS? 


GRASPING ETERNAL 

Colors and Forms from Recent Weeks

So....No great message here. Just some stuff I've seen that caught my eye and as I almost always have my camera with me, I felt like snapping and sharing. I will say that in my opinion many people let their camera become a barrier or layer to mitigate or distance or push off their day to day peregrinations. I try to not let this happen. I know we all end up having these electronic devices block or filter the totality of what our senses and minds take in but...speaking solely for myself here, I try to use my camera to distill and examine my surroundings at a deeper level. My camera reminds me to pay attention to textures and angles and planes of light. It drives my eyes and mind to give the various qualities of sun and shadow a second and deeper look. I rarely take "snapshots". There's no pride here believe me. A great picture of some event or person can give us and our memories poignancy and context. Nothing wrong with that, it's just not what I usually choose to zero in on. I make no claims for the quality of my photos. They are what they are. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do taking them. 


Last Gasp of Spring


Flowers of Life


Ed Lewis Knows What's up


Squidly Diddly


Water Energy Transportation Device


Deep in the Resin and Glass


Wreckage 


Wreckage 2


The Grain in Maine


Bluey


Orangey


VANITAS


I Love You Too! 


Wreckage 3


Amaranth's Last Stand