Category: Blog
no particular reasons–these are old ones…maybe you have noticed that i havent posted anything new lately…
this is not a blog
can you name any of the people in this old painting of mine..?. if you can , you need an eye exam.
there is no prize or reward, unless you need one .
2 cannibals were eating a clown….one said, ‘does this taste funny to you.?”
if you use the oxford comma then i dont guess we have much to say to each other..
well look what i found
this guitar is a giant….i painted it a long time ago for a
Rock and Roll Hall of Fame benefit, it was shipped to me in a big crate. the guitar is about 8 feet long and weighed a ton.
when i got it it was just white plaster. i took the sides off of the crate and had to lay down on the porch and paint it while i was inside the crate. because it was too heavy to lift and too tall to go in the house.
it was tedious. when done, i put the sides back on the crate and they came and got it in a truck. i dont think they paid us to paint these, i cant remember , i dont even remember how i got involved. it was fun to look at it when done but it was hell to paint it laying down. i was never informed what happened to it or where it went, that’s usually par for the course when you donate things, once they get your item that you created for them , they dont want to communicate with you any more at all..
baseball is back…!..already the Cardinals are trying to repeat last season, although they made some improvements they will not be able to compete with the Brewers or the Cubs. The Cardinals make too many errors (not naming any names.!) i am the only person i know who even cares about baseball so lets stop here.
i’m bout done
there is no way that i can paint as much good stuff and sell it too, on this website, as i did last year. i wont even come close.
i am still painting some requests for people, and i have some new stuff in mind but i dont know when it will get done. i’m kinda wore out,
i might make a comeback but maybe now nobody wants anything i do anyway. the end can come from either end.
the year is nearing 1/3 over, i think i sold 3 or 4 paintings off the website. Granted, i did some big projects for people, projects that you won’t know about, so i havent exactly been in bed for 3 months.
i am trying to grow flowers and plants in the backyard. i built a 8 ft tall wooden fence. i been making flower beds..it looks like hell but with flowers…i spend half of each day screwing around in my wreck of a backyard., i have my own parking spot at the Home Depot Garden shop.
.i discovered that an old man, me, using a hoe , will maybe last 5 minutes before instant death grips you from behind, like being grabbed by a giant grizzly bear. . so i do a minute and a half then sit down. and its not even hot. i must finish before the heat gets here or i will be baked dead in hard mud,,,,…….but i could just be making all this up.
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i have a real good musical combo now The Paisley Junkyard. its a duo may become a trio.,….. it’ s good.,…. if you like vintage blues, rock, some hillbilly and also some cajun music, then you can hire us for your party. we play good but not loud. so no cops will come, maybe.
this is how i feel when
i realize i am out of some colors of paint and it is 10 minutes till the art store closes and i still have to go to the bathroom really bad but i also really need to finish some painting that night so i go over in my mind how to make brown paint if you don’t have any and i know there must be some way like maybe putting white and red and black together would that work? i cant decide if i need to go get some that is already mixed and does that make me a third class artist.? i hope it does because now i am about 5th or 6th class at best. so i will just lie here till it is too late to go to the store and maybe a vulture will pluck out my eyes and i can then take my dog Kenny down to the corner everyday and wave at cars when i hear them and maybe they will think Kenny is cute and pull over and toss some coins at me and i will spend all day feeling around on the ground for them. what a life..