things that take a little unraveling in order to put together
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You can see my paintings in Leena Hannikainen-Lee's extraordinary shop and gallery space, 'Yesterdays Blossoms Flower Shop', where i'm artist in residence. You would be hard pressed to find a more creative floral sculptress, designer,architect, artist than Leena. I thank Leena and her husband Bob for giving my paintings a home.
275 Theater Alley Medford, OR 97501
phone 541-772-3484
"http://www.yesterdaysblossoms.com/index.htm"
Music
..most music... Tom Waits...Lucinda Williams...Captain Beefheart...
Gentle Giant...Miles Davis...Theloneous Monk...Loverboy...PatiSmith
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...VU...George Jones...Grahm Parsons...The Gits(z)?..Nirvana...meat puppets...Deep Purple...Rocky Erikson...13th Floor Elevators...Kate Wolfe(sp?)...Enya...huh, i remember some i guess... oh and, MinuteMen...Sam Cooke...Beck...Sonny Landrith...Chris Thomas King...The Beatles...The Animals...The Band...Merle Haggard...Tom T Hall...Jimmy Dale Gilmore...Steve Earl...Joe Ely...Prefuse 73...X...King Crimson...Richard Thompson...John Lennon...George Harrison...Lenny Bruce...Richard Pryor...Wipers...David S. Ware...Ramones...Sex Pistols...Fred Niel...Townes Van Zandt...Public Enemy...Bootsy Collins...Vs....Outkast...Wire...John Zorn... New York Dolls...Parliment...Doc Watson... The fact is i know people who know music and i thank them for their introductions while begging their forgiveness for even mentioning the above like i know what i'm talking about.
Movies
fantasia.. and others
2001... and others
Brazil... and others
Television
Nova... and others
Taxi... and others
Mash... and others
the old wide world of sports
in other words i don't watch much
Books
we can talk about it if you are really interested
Dostoevsky, Camus, Haruki Murakami, Calvino, Kerouac, Carver, e.e. cummings,
Inada, Elliot, Roberto Juarroz, Roethke, Whitman, Williams,
Strunk and White,
... libraries i can't begin to recall... Barthelme, Barth, Hemingway, Mann, Mann, Mann, sorry drifted off there for a second...oh well, next time - 'O yeah Patchen, Miller(Henry)
Heroes
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What happens when everyone is a hero and every action is heroic?
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mercy
will it be served?
on a plate?
ahhhhhhh maybe a bowl eh?
i've been barking around the wrong crockery
pissing up the wrong ropes
(though how could i tell through the trees?)
How did you come by it anyway?
Do you raise it, like in a little pen?
or something?
Does it cost much?
Is it messy when you fillet it?
How do you kill it?
Not gun's.
no,no i wouldn't think so...
Can you can it? Not many people do it
can anymore. It's a shame don't you
think? All that taking away and letting go
you didn't let it go did you?
I suppose you clubbed it then? Like a cloud shaped like a little too much like a good idea - like the idea of giving...
you can spare some can't you
i write improvisationaly mostly abstractly,
i paint improvisationaly mostly organically,
i hope you enjoy your visit,
i hope you come back,
i hope you send your friends
and enemys..,..,.,...
be as well as you wish...
wish as well as you can,
and drop one for the world while you're at the well
won't you?
thanks,
larry... oh, hey brother, sister can spare some scratch...
i hope you know i wouldn't ask if i didn't need it... or you could just buy a painting... anyway, take care of yourself first then you can save me and the world
Who I'd like to meet:
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THERE'S A BIG BLUE FLOWER OF A GIRL whose petals lilt mightily in the mist of a coastal morning fog fog draping her entirely on her tiny rock shelf in her tiny place on this tiny planet in this vast vast universe vast as whole oceans the oceans and oceans from everywhere and the mist lay early on the land and disappears again as the day gets lighter mist retreats to the sea to restock to remember for another day for tomorrows meeting with my big blue flower of a girl but today yet she must still begin she begins to lift by magic it seems since the droplets still ride upon the veins of her flesh though now they are jewels pearls and diamonds and rubies and all the kinds of beautiful the ocean has left for her and i see how little i can give how little i have how little i feel in the face of this big blue ocean this big blue beautiful flower the terrible crashing of waves her roots wrenching apart this rock face for herself for her survival for she lives with the knowledge the ocean has remembered from all its journeys through land and time all the knowledge the ocean has for her and sprinkles on her every morning so she doesn't forget she must dig the rest of the day she must turn her full glory to the sun and drink her roots to the center of the earth and drink she must live that day through and the rest then that night no matter no matter because she remembers what knowledge feels like she remembers the weight the almost suffocating completeness of it she remembers how little by the end of the day she's managed to retain of it and she sleeps hard for tomorrow will come and she will have another go at learning and she knows how hard it is how so very very hard to shake off the excess to rise all the way up and through everything she already knows in order that she might have a few new shiny jewels to wear through the day the sorts of jewels that entice her beauty to expose itself joyfully utterly and freely and only i know that tomorrow will not come for my big blue beautiful flower i know her living today right now is her life her whole entire life but i will never tell tell her all the knowledge in the world can't save her when her friend the ocean remembers how far it can reach and reaches a little farther than that just as it told my big blue beautiful flower and i will return when the storm is over and she will be gone and it won't be the first time and it won't be the last time what i claim as mine the beauty and joy and struggles of a life on a little rock ledge near the ocean my teacher my guide and i too will carry away from that ocean a little glimmer of knowledge a reminder if you will that nothing i know can save my big blue beautiful blue flower and it doesn't really matter.................................................................................
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Peekaboo! All Hallows' Eve Greet Things! and how is ya Afterlife?
"Then further back, higher than the candelabrum, and much higher than the altar, rose the Moloch, all of iron, and with gaping apertures in his human breast. His outspread wings were stretched upon the wall, his tapering hands reached down to the ground; three black stones bordered by yellow circles represented three eyeballs on his brow, and his bull's head was raised with a terrible effort as if in order to bellow."
ahh my friend....I know of those tortured whoes.....ho's some kinda shit like that.I wish you well my friend and functional.I battle the same I think.? Sounds like there is clarity and forsight?? either way... and that my friend is headway. Yes you can find me with the chickens and a knife.Or skinning some bellies. Hard mans world...Union though and as a mama thats a little security I hope. Other times you can find me with a smoke and my guitar.Got a little used to playin out this summer and now workin with a woman and my ex.Drums and mandolin...My drummer friend...However just got hit on her bike by a truck a week or so ago...So still waiting for sound. Have a good eve and morn... Up at 6:30 here...Damn! the school year has begun! Cheers to you... Have some juice!
Video documentation of a performance piece by my friend Nate Kassel who rode around on his bike slapping high-fives to people who were trying to hail taxi cabs in NYC. Enjoy!
"Natura naturans may be viewed as the continuously striving, ever-changing nature, yearning towards higher things, which thus brings about an unending and uninterrupted movement towards betterment, caused by the inner spiritual urge at the heart of beings to express throughout endless time ever fuller manifestations of latent power and faculty; whereas natura naturata is nature considered arbitrarily at any point in time and space, such as the continuous present, being nature as it is at such arbitrarily chosen point."
_Cheers!!!_
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