Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

shrevesport 1985
my resurrection picture
did it in a funk
yet it sustained me
in 1990 or so
added the rainbow
framed and put into art show
now it graces the living room in a corner
my resurrection picture
still resurrecting

nicely done, jimbo..!

i need to resurrect in an hour and hit the supermarket before picking up my 8 year old step and fetchit grandson
and am relief charge manyana mawning

it is time for me to eschew the fuma loco
the crazy weed is a good thing
nnbut it has taken me only so far
i need das energi
it is the time for another rally
simple taoist exercises for the body and mind
los pulmones claro
la vida loca con claridad

thankyou this is an old friend
for sure
it stayed in my portfolio
for several years
made the journey from shreveport around the counttry frim may '87 and into st pete in march '88
one of my few enduring possessions
i took it out in '90 or so, reworked it, added the rainbow,
had it matted and framed
my old friend
can it inspire me once again?
taoist standing meditations
hold the ball

i should be doing landscapes
what am i doing now?
i did some stereo photos in my backyard
i need clarity and energi
das energi

a bridge over troubled minds
a bridge over human strife
a bridge over...........

Nice work jim

Resurrection without crucifixion

He spoke of the image of the tree and the power of the tree in myth.
“Jesus on the tree and Buddha under the tree are the same image,” he said. Both represent dying to flesh and being born to spirit.” Dying to flesh and being born to spirit. What does that mean? My interpretation is dying to the flesh is dying to the chattering demands of little Ego – the me-my-mine – the small part of me that whines when I don’t get what I want when I want it.

I lost the url, Joe Campbell I think.




edited a lot

My Osho Tarot Card for today.

This will be a crucifixion of the persona, the personality, and there will be a resurrection of your innocence. You will become a child again,

I am pretty sure I am the most sexaully imature man here. That is a form of innocence too I suppose.

Sublimation,
sublimate
repression sucks
Sublimation rocks

yes you are a babe
in swaddling clothes
the underground stream
emerges

I was a very clean child, I was always getting baths, is there anything a man dont stand to love when he lets a woman hold him in her hands. I loved that woman, she meant no harm. She had no idea I would remember. But it has taken years to get past a fixiation on my little noodle down there. Still a fire down below but I treat it like cigarettes. It was fun, had a good run, time to move on. Looking for a cave overlooking the ocean, time to withdrawl from all this samsara? got to google it, not sure how to spell it. Spent a lot of time trying to understand Husserl and his two fold continous multiplicity of our field of visual sensation. A pretty face and wiggling walk make me feel real loose like a long necked goose. Sensory data is sweet if I dont objectify it.

http://thedailybulletin.com/index.htm
i am afraid if i read hussrl i won't know what to do with myself

energy vitality spirit, amigo

nice photo, looks like the kid was on the menu.

What a pecker

Husserl just a bad old man who was an enemy of the state at the ripe old age of eighty something. Heidegger was the Nazi loving extestialist. and Hanah Arend the Jewess princess who coined the phrase "the banality of evil" when writing about the meticuloous records the Nazis kept of their soap produc
tion. Re Eichman In Jeruselam. by hanah arend.

To me, a writer has a voice. Pipes. A set of chops. His authenticity derives from his character. Is you is or is you ain't an existentialist?

good link thanks jim.

I be just an existential strip tease artist.



My problem ain't bucowski or kerouac

it is Ken Kesey

Bukowski Never Did This:

http://thedailybulletin.com/about/antinovel.htm

dont do nothing bukowski wouldnt do.

nice photo, looks like the kid was on the menu.

Just about every picture she posed for she had a spoon in her hand and apron on.
She come into Ellis island before world one, she the oldest brought at 13, brought twelve kids with her. siblings and half siblings. He


had five wives and 13 children. Childbirth a dangerous occupation in 19th century poland.

You can't see them but there are tfour stars on the door, three sons and a son in law in the Pacific.

Trying to remember if you be jr. I think you are a "the third", just a passing thought of your dad.

Wireman's posts about Jack Coburn always cheer me up. Happy times shared.