Etch a sketch drawing of a man floating by in a canoe, underneath a great mountain.
Who Loves The Sun
Who loves the sun
Is not the only one
Who loves the sun, moon and stars
Lives forever
In their eternal visage
Stone Cold Lampin’, Sunday April 12 2015
Stone Cold Lampin’ #3
4/12/15
Hour 1:
Starts at 2:53 so you get seven minutes of Soul Patrol. Then, Jazz. Max Roach. Organ trio, Dolphy,
Hour 2:
Out classical. Dvorak, Stravinsky. Classical drums of Iran.
Hour 3:
Convergence.
Streams via kfjc.org
Mama, Baby, and Cat
We’ve all got colds, but I shot this photo anyway. It was a Sunday breakfast.
In the studio with beige, red, and blue
I gessoed some canvasses today. While they dried, I flipped the art show around. These three were different workouts in beige, red, and blue. I made them last week. Nami put them on the piano to talk about them. Then I hung them up in the studio to get them out of the house.
Nude selfies
People my age shouldn’t take nude selfies.
My junk looks like half eaten nachos.
Saggy chips. Coagulated cheese.
Mess with it and you’ll hate yourself afterwards.
Fava Beans
A friend gave me a bag of dried fava beans, I planted one in the ground, and Now
Fart
My mom used to tell me that women didn’t fart. I believed her. I was naive.
Then I got lucky.
When I woke up in the morning she ripped a fart.
I thought, “Good Lord, I’ve lost my virginity to a man.”
Tragic Curb
This is the kind of street views $300K buys in San José.
With Ben at the opening for his show Nebraska
