The Yoni Series

"Say, Skipfolio...my man!...

You ain't been posting much lately, Baby...wassup wit that?"

"Yeah.. I miss you too,... and as much as I love blogging, I don't want to be chained to the blog...,..I'm gonna work it the way it works...but I'm an artist first..

... working and pressing to get my shit together right about NOW!.... and that takes work and time. I been settling old issues with my father's house in Alabama and spent four days there since I stopped by this spot. Spiritually draining.

I been busy kicking this nicotine demon's ass..I've been busy about the things I see before me in my mind's eye..'years on the cusp of greatness', the power of less is more..."

"Ok, babe, that's all cool, ...I feel that, dig that, luv that...

But what I really wanna know is...are you making any Art?

"...Didn't I say I've been busy?"

Mocha Vrouw (voor jou...)

2008

inks, acrylics on collaged

travelogue of Morocco

published in the 1950's.

So how do ya' think he's doin'?...

New Works: Rumble in the Jungle

These new works continue my interest in employing 'prizefighters' as metaphors for the struggle and victories in the arena of mind, body, spirit, culture, economics and history.

Route 66 road trip

"I gotta go to the bank,...You wanna ride with to Chandler? I asked.
"yeah, man,... sure,...let's roll.." he replied.

Wrestling With Angels

I was emptying the car of paintings from the trip to Chicago, when my long time neighbor Jim came waving across the street, reaching for his smokes. "How was the show in Chicago?"

We shook hands and I shared my visit with Judy Saslow in her gallery, I told him of my discovery of the work of Nancy Pascke. We talked about the meditative time of driving 12 hours straight, of the health issues of a couple patrons of the Chicago art scene, and through winding paths of rabbit trails and free-flow trains of thought, we came to me showing him the artist proof of my book, Wrestling With Angels: A True Story Based On A Lie, Part One. I knew that he had studied theology, and was a poet, so I led him to the chapter Morning pages: proverbs and poems, and left him to read as I returned to unloading the car.

Here were his immediate thoughts...

Posting new stuff this week

I've been in Chicago (Obamalandia) this weekend visiting friends and making the gallery scene, but I'll be posting again this week. There's snow, dirty slush and brutal cold of course...The cops are still posted next to the blast barriers in front of the Obama house on 51st street... Checked the INTUIT gallery show of outsider art, visited with Judy Saslow in her gallery on Superior (one of her favorite Bulls players has been traded to the OKC Thunder), got my fill of Jamaican Jerk catfish, rice and beans, plantains and Ting sodas...stayed in the studio of artist Arlene Turner-Crawford and enjoyed her art, her collection of jazz, and her hospitality. Back through Red State Amerika Sunday afternoon...Outreach presentations for The Oklahoma City Museum of Art next week...at some point a brother is actually going to get back in the studio and do what he do....