Wednesday, December 31, 2008

ring in the true...

“Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true”

and I am not to be undone...

oh I painted alright, but it is not done..
i decided to have a social experiment to see what I could handle.

and I am not to be undone...

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

No art here yet....

Monday, December 29, 2008

I can't keep up.

I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.I can't keep up.

you are much more clever than I am or than I will ever be.

but I love the icy ocean you shared that I had never seen and the stars I saw tonight in the sky while walking alone...

tomorrow there will be something new here in the form of a painting.


Sunday, December 28, 2008

We can wipe that smile off your face...

"I'm not playing with you,
I'm not playing with you,
I'm not playing with you,
I clean forgot how to play.
But you can still come around,
In fact I invite you down,
Maybe together we can wipe that smile off your face.
'Cause what a difference, what a difference, what a difference
A little difference would make.
We'll draw a blueprint, it must be easy,
It's just a matter of knowing when to say no or yes.
Frustrating, frustrating, always waiting for the bigger axe to fall.
A patient game that i can't find my way to play.
Never mind what's been selling,
It's what you're buying
and receiving undefiled"

Friday, December 26, 2008

Fiery pianos wash up on a foggy coast...

Fire and Noise will resume shortly....

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

My soul...

I just wrapped myself up in these songs and spent the day dreaming and looking at art books. A strange quiet giddiness welled up within me. All the old music I have listened to and the new music I listen to is sounding sweeter everyday. It feels like it is right there with me holding my hand on these short grey days of winter, the music keeps me company and tells me stories and pushes me along in my dreams.

I know I am one of the lucky ones...

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

At a loss for words...

" I wanna be adored..."

Monday, December 15, 2008

Through water and fire...

Not sure.. and I am sure the colors must be off a bit, this is just a quick snap in my studio under my studio lights. It is dark outside now and too cold anyway. If these aren't the colors then I may have to paint them so.

"Sometimes I can see for miles
Through water and fire"
-PJ Harvey

I caught that falling star...

My father called me on the phone this morning with a quote.

"That painter who has no doubts will achieve little."
(Leonardo da Vinci)

Alright...Thanks Dad!

Today I will paint again.. watch this space- results to follow (you know this is a game I play, if I tell you to watch this space then I have to fill the space by the end of the day, and it will have to be pretty decent because I don't like to mess around or waste anyone's time- but of course I will still have my doubts...)

Sunday, December 14, 2008

contents of a life

Some days life is good.
Like yesterday, when I found a three in one printer on the road for free that actually worked. It also just happens to look smashing with my Mac that did not have a printer.

Thank you world.

Scanned contents from my studio desk...

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Friday, December 12, 2008

Stranger than kindness

Rebellion (Lies)

I am aching to paint right?
So why am I not there yet, madly painting away?
just because... but I am about to remedy that.
watch this space...
but until then.. intermission..

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Thursday afternoon...

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

The way I play house...

(or how I spent these days)

Comin' in from dreamland I'm on fire

Friday's nest has come and gone..
and I must get back on track.
So many things are going on. Good things.
Time stealing things. but mostly good things.
I have a feeling when this week passes or even at night I will climb my stairs and suddenly be thrown into the fire and noise, and rather than like pulling teeth, the paintings will come easily. Maybe this is just wishful thinking. But I think that is how it will be.
productivity is my goal.
I miss painting right now, the real deal, the real work.

Monday, December 8, 2008


"You're falling far too far behind..."

Sunday, December 7, 2008


Fire and Noise will resume shortly...

Friday, December 5, 2008

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Sheet of Flame...

"This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame..."

Jack London - Call of the Wild

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Bizarre Love Triangle

Monday, December 1, 2008


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Sunday, November 30, 2008

Real World from Sick Bay

Something has been missing this weekend.. I realize my home is as quiet as tomb. When I am sick I don't listen to music...So strange.

I prefer this world below...give me a layer, a gauze, and shadowy corners any day.

and of course music music music... tomorrow.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Ring of Fire...

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Monday, November 24, 2008

Friday's Nest

Patiently she waits...

for just the right place in the shake up.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Sunday 11:42 a.m

Friday, November 21, 2008

9:53 and it looks like wreckage...

I will try again and hopefully something will grab me today and hold me.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

one thousand arrows point to the uninitiated

and it's gone...(again)

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Labor in freedom...

"Everything that is really great and inspiring is created by the
individual who can labor in freedom."

Albert Einstein

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

On a Tuesday...

and this is my non sequitur...

Monday, November 17, 2008

On a Monday...


Flip the switch.
I have blown the breaker to my studio twice this week already.
Doing too much at one time.
But perhaps things are starting to work!?!
At least in this moment
and according to many, that is all I've got.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

If you're on fire, Show me!

When I used to get stuck I would look for a sign.
A sign that I was on the right path, a sign to keep on...
My eyes are peeled.

Saturday, November 15, 2008


I just hide out up here and watch.

Pretend you didn't read this

and don't acknowledge it... I mean it..

I am a lazy painter today.
Today, I just apply paint and I don't know why.
I don't have a particular affinity towards the colors I am using. I don't know what I am doing.

paint on, blot off, more paint on, rub off, sit down look away.
music on, music off, surf the internet hope for inspiration.
forget the plan, forget the concept, time marches on.
i am hungry
but here I am
I want to paint
I want it to be good
I don't want to waste time or materials.
I don't want to learn, I want to accomplish
more than another dirty painting that needs scrubbing away.
Frustration. Yes, I know I should walk away.
Yes, I know I should probably stick with what works.
why am I making it hard on myself.
where did the fire go?
That fuel that propels me a long is so hit and miss.
here today gone tomorrow, to return next week.
I want to paint.. I really do. But I hate painting like this.

You are just passing through and observing and I am just making note of my mind in this instant which is sure to change in the next minute or hour and I will begin again.


Friday, November 14, 2008

Borrowed Strategies...


From my studio window and the world fades away...

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Places to get lost...

marbled composition books
flipping through pages
finding notes and folded precious
and semi-precious items within

the perfect pen glides along the blank page

chopping vegetables, especially greens
seems to be the thing to do

sloppy loose cursive and sharp knives
seem to be the order of the day

dog-eared library books and an unmade bed
time unfolding, trying to figure out the connections

how to represent the tingle
of a strangers hand
while passing in the park

the sound, the hum, the vibration
sweeping motions caused by the wind

so many places to get lost
so many places to be absorbed

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Whose painting is this? Is it yours?

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Lights that flash in the evening...

Can't hardly wait- The Replacements

"I'll write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen
Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow
I promise not to blow the address again

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a crack in the drapes

Jesus rides beside me
He never buys any smokes
Hurry up, hurry up, ain't you had enough of this stuff
Ashtray floors, dirty clothes, and filthy jokes

See you're high and lonesome
Try and try and try

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a hole in the drapes
I'll be home when I'm sleeping
I can't hardly wait

I can't wait. Hardly wait."

Sunday, November 9, 2008

A Walk in my Dreams (90288)

Saturday, November 8, 2008

The unheard music

"Beyond the edge of the world there's a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And hovering about there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard."

- Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Baptism by Fire...

please destroy me this way...
and so it begins.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Throw your homework onto the...

When I was much younger I had fantasies of walking down abandoned railroad tracks drinking a beer and looking at the moon. I also had visions of driving a red car into the middle of the desert in the hot sun. In these music video like fantasies I was always alone and content.

Some days I would like to throw it all onto the fire...