…I do not remember hearing about Native American people who were victims of extreme genocide being given a new country in order to reclaim their identity. They were placed on reservations that were whittled away as treaty after treaty was broken by the US Government…There was nothing but robbery and genocide on their plates…But the US defends Israel in their genocidal imprisonment of the Palestinian people and I just have to wonder…I am not a racist in any way…but this special treatment to a nation that is backed by supporters with deep pockets is very questionable…something is wrong here…Can someone shed some light on this for me…where is the kernal of compassion?
Archives for July 2014
…I am completing a piece today…Photo/Assemblage titled: "Self Styled Self-Taught Artist Perplexed by the Prison of Attention Seeking Diisorder (ASD)"…A certain person here in San Miguel with museum credentials once said I should not refer to myself as a "self-taught artist"…I believe she was reacting to my comment about a certain exhibition that had that "Contemporary Art staged look"…the kind of thing that makes me yawn…..I am having a really good time with this….it will be on view at the Chapel of Jimmy Ray on August 2…..I will have some more photo/assemblages to add……Richard keeps wanting me to do paintings…..maybe in September…..Life is full on and of the Groove Nature…..Viva la Vida!
Our Sweet Beloved Slidell has gone to the further shore to join Patzky and Kali to romp in eternal delight. He came into our lives 11 years ago this past June. We loved him so. He and Patzky were brothers and I am so saddened to have lost them both this year. This is a hard one…he was Richard's dog…mine too…but he was Richard's…..the memories of him sleeping under the desk or jumping on the couch and his wagging tail knocking things over…we have been so blessed to be with him…yesterday he could not jump on the couch and I felt how skinny he had become…he had an inoperable tumor in his throat…we were going to try and fatten him up…he had a great last meal…but he could not keep it down…he was in the studio and I heard him trying to vomit…so I let him out the door and he went down into the garden…Carlos and the guys found him this morning….Slidell….Sweet Slidell is gone…his Spirit will always be with us….this is a tough one……