Portrait of the artist trading a painting for an MRI brain scan...I think my brain is very similar to a crazy person--I compared it MRI's of crazy people on the net. maybe I am just paranoid...copyright NYPOST


In the end of goyas life he became a recluse and painted very dark macabre paintings on the walls of his home--come to think of it this doesn't sound to far away from me (except I paint on paper and canvas.) I found a schemetic of where he put the actual murals in his house--very cool! SMELLS LIKE GENIUS
Yesterday intolerably hot. In the evening thunderstorms & torrential rain, flooding the ground some inches deep.
This morning a disaster. One hen dead, another evidently dying. Forget the name of the disease, which has something to do with the throat. The hen is unable to stand & head droops forward. The dead one had evidently perched for the night & then fallen off the perch. May have something to do with perching in the rain, as they all did so, though I put up another perch for them under cover.
Goats a little tamer. The wife of the Arab who works in the orange plantation & looks after the sheep says that the brown goat is in kid.
It is an odd life to know someone for many many months via emails and phone and sell them art and never meet them. I love to meet my "collectors and patrons" Here is one of my favorites--- -Her name is Amy (center) and daughter Cyd--- she has great taste in art and is a lot of fun and an equally nice person..her friends were a riot and we all went to a great restaurant called buddakan in NYC. It is good for a hermit like myself to get out once in a while and to actually speak to other humans and see what color the sky is and get away from my easel. I think she has run out of wall space for my art but I am trying to convince her the value of hanging art from the ceiling as well.
ORANGE SEAS: The Moon is more than just shades of gray. Lunar seas are suffused with blue, purple, orange and other colors--you just can't see them at first glance. Last night, Catalin Timosca of Turda, Romania, took a picture that revealed the hidden palette of the Hunter's Moon:
The colors are real. Blue hues reveal titanium-rich areas while orange and purple colors show regions that are low on iron.
I love outer space--wish I could live there, many people say I already do.
I have not invented a "new style," composite, modified or otherwise that is set within distinct form as apart from "this" method or "that" method. On the contrary, I hope to free my followers from clinging to styles, patterns, or molds. Remember that Jeet Kune Do is merely a name used, a mirror in which to see "ourselves". . . Jeet Kune Do is not an organized institution that one can be a member of. Either you understand or you don't, and that is that. There is no mystery about my style. My movements are simple, direct and non-classical. The extraordinary part of it lies in its simplicity. Every movement in Jeet Kune-Do is being so of itself. There is nothing artificial about it. I always believe that the easy way is the right way. Jeet Kune-Do is simply the direct expression of one's feelings with the minimum of movements and energy. The closer to the true way of Kung Fu, the less wastage of expression there is. Finally, a Jeet Kune Do man who says Jeet Kune Do is exclusively Jeet Kune Do is simply not with it. He is still hung up on his self-closing resistance, in this case anchored down to reactionary pattern, and naturally is still bound by another modified pattern and can move within its limits. He has not digested the simple fact that truth exists outside all molds; pattern and awareness is never exclusive. Again let me remind you Jeet Kune Do is just a name used, a boat to get one across, and once across it is to be discarded and not to be carried on one's back.
– Bruce Lee
I found these pictures tonight. A collector of my work sent me these photos a while back (don?) . There are few things that make me happier than to know that somebody likes my work enough to buy it and frame it and hang in there house. If you hang art in your house you live with it everyday and have a relationship with that art. It becomes part of your life. The top left piece is a butterfly painting I like but dont love, next is my underground sun painting which I like because when you photograph it the gold leaf sun reflects light back at camera. Next is my self portrait brooding as a teenager--one day that will be valuable. Next is my ophelia print of my glass art. And last is another teen portrait..the weird thing is if I look at an old self portrait it is like I remember the exact moment I made it and how I felt...Most of my art brings me back to a moment--good or bad.
