The Hula Hoop, and other tales.

Summers are different with my studio!  I can work through the hot weather, in sorta air-conditioned comfort.  And with my newly discovered hula hoop skills, I can exercise while I work.  The hula hoop is amazing!  With minimal effort, I keep in shape, might even dare to say that my back feels better than it has in years!  Plus, it's fun.  I made a video yesterday, "The Hula Hula Hoop....a video by me."  Received rave reviews on Facebook!  I can see this all working out quite well.

March, back from Puerto Vallarta.

I live often in Mexico, more and more each year, on the banks of the Rio Cuale in Puerto Vallarta. I have a home in Oklahoma City, on the curbside of the busy Western Avenue. Both are important in my existence, one because it holds my history, as an artist, a writer, a maker of music, a creative kind of guy, and the second because it holds my dreams, my joy of existence. I'm a lucky guy. I have reasons to look forward, to continue my journey, with no remorse from the past, no fear from the future. I'm doing just fine, thank you very much.

October is nice.

If there is a month that offers near perfect weather, in Oklahoma anyway, that month is now. October. My new studio is enjoying the attention it is receiving, the work being done within its walls, and from daybreak to late at night, the fine weather encourages productivity. New homemade screen door installed last week, plenty of fresh cool air at night, plenty of time on task to allow thoughtful splotching of oil paint on canvas. This could go on, wouldn't bother me a bit.

The very hot summer....

The heat seems to be losing its umpf. I might have survived. Time will tell. Certainly sapped my productive spirit, not a splotch of paint put on canvas for the past two months. I did get some work done on the new studio, still limping forward with that, still plenty of work to do, but right now, I'm being patient, and doing almost nothing. Recuperation exercises started today, so there is at least hope.

Kiss My Vulgar Lips!

Well, it's a very hot summer in this old town, which means once again I'm staying indoors. Which means I work at my desk. (Don't paint much indoors any more.) All this is leading to the fact that today, I completed what I believe to be the final version of "Kiss My Vulgar Lips", a novel by myself, probably under the name of Kaos Rose. This story is good. A simple love story, with simple characters, living simple existences in their slightly alternative world. I sure hope someday it will offend some people. That can't happen unless it gets published! (This makes number five, all sitting here, aging, ready for the viewing public.)

Hot Diggety....Life moves forward.

Well, my new existence is in full steam mode. Just spent eight days in Puerto Vallarta, after spending a month there early this year, got my new river-front studio in working order, incubated some very pleasant relationships that may just carry me through this storm. All seems good, which I guess is what it's all about. Art. Inspirational social interactions. And no requirement that I stifle my creative urges for the sake of acceptance. It ain't Oklahoma down there. It's much more personal. Rewarding. Cool.

Out of necessity.

I post because it needs to happen. Life evolves, in positive ways, and that demands my attention, inspires my creative energy. I just imagined Mama Iguana, to be created and displayed once the earth has spun a few more times. Been seeking that one for a while now. The earth is dry this spring, no rain, but that negative is probably the only one worth mentioning. I have a working studio, a working mind, a few nonworking things as well, but overall, I'm rolling along. Zoom zoom, as they say. Buenas tardes.

Christmas Eve, 2010...

Slow season, for a number of reasons. For one, it's cold. For two, I'm in a healing mode, healing from a detached retina that put me down for the past month or so. For three, I'm regrouping after a very interesting year, but one that has left me still right here. Nice place to be, but it is still right here. I put down my paint brush a couple of months ago to build a studio out back, and that was cool, except for the eye thing that resulted from my tumble off a ladder. The studio waits now, for the season to change, for a final push to put a roof on it and prepare it for my next reality. 20' x 20', with equal sized attic space, will nearly double my living space, make me feel like a serious human being. (We'll see that when it happens.) Preparing for a trip to Mexico, too, expecting much to come from that adventure. But for now, it's Christmas eve, so Merry Christmas to all.

Hmm. I'm still doing.

Another beautiful Fall season. Much going on, in my private world. Got a new studio in the works, a new barn. Concrete to be poured within a few days. Got art. Working at a leisurely pace, but working every day. "Father and Son" done recently, others on the way, seem to keep getting better, too. Maybe. The season, the weather, the lack of encumbrance, all quite nice. If it weren't for my bad back, I'd be rocking full steam. (After three months at Paseo Studio, I was ready to bring it all home, but Jeanene called tonight, wants me to leave some stuff on the walls for another month. I'll leave it up, but I do intend to enjoy the Walk this month, none of that party hosting stuff this time around.)

Jeanene called me the other day and asked me to show my work at her gallery, the Paseo Studio at Gallery One, 2927 Paseo. It will happen beginning the first Friday of the month, August 6, 2010. Cool. The show will last a couple of months.