OR an alley in some surreal town somewhere in a surreal universe times two...
a one -
and a two -
Thursday, April 30, 2020
Angus
however don't mention McDonalds around this guy AS, the mere suggestion of the notion gives our bully a touch of the skittish -
bulldozer...
bulldozer...
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Out There
this work turned out pretty dang spiffy. sometimes you just never know what you'll get until a work is finished. i'm kind of proud of this one -
presto...
presto...
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
Where The Birds Go
Where the birds go is right here. well, following the posts i'm gonna post around and about right now...
the birds flying off -
and where they go is right about here -
living la vida loca in paradiso oh yeah!!!
the birds flying off -
and where they go is right about here -
living la vida loca in paradiso oh yeah!!!
Monday, April 27, 2020
approaches to the Covid-19
not necessarily practical approaches but, approaches nonetheless -
one approach...
and a second approach...
one approach...
and a second approach...
Saturday, April 25, 2020
trees and trees again
not one tree but two trees and yes, been there before and done that previously. however, here we go again -
a one tree...
and a two trees...
a one tree...
and a two trees...
Friday, April 24, 2020
sky light
sky in stained glass. this one turned out pretty dang cool. yes, i'm boasting yes i am -
here it is...
here it is...
Thursday, April 23, 2020
Dancing In The Street
this turned out nicely. dancing in the street that probably just had rain. or something close to that. it is ephemeral either way. and/or surreal...whatever -
graffiti
i love the graffiti. artistry that defines the artist as well as the where the artist is posting the work. brilliant and more than likely sheer genius of the artistic kind -
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
rivers etch lines on a landscape
it's the water you see. etches lines and artsy stuff like that there and here's the proof positive. or possibly, negative depending on your personal perspective on all matters relating to art and/or whatever tends to float your boat -
from the genius guys at skulzwerks design studios
daytime and nighttime and not necessarily in that order -
nighttime...
and daytime...
and/or whatever
nighttime...
and daytime...
and/or whatever
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
flora as flowers
well...duh! springtime and the flowers are doing what flowers do. the flowers taunt bees, well and, they look ever so pretty. here are two yes count them two examples. of flowers not taunting bees -
one little flower...
a second little flower...
one little flower...
a second little flower...
Monday, April 20, 2020
Sunday, April 19, 2020
Saturday, April 18, 2020
Friday, April 17, 2020
Thursday, April 16, 2020
Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Watcher
from the window. where else is a watcher going to watch from? well, maybe from behind a bush or sneaky peaking from around some corner. the possibilities are almost if not quite limitless -
Tuesday, April 14, 2020
More From The Impression Archives
yup, two more works of graphic intrigue. trees make for an excellent subject matter and they hold still for a damn long time.
one tree -
and then one more tree -
one tree -
and then one more tree -
Mothers
mothers and women in general. ain't not a one of us would exist and/or otherwise without them.
one mother -
and another women that may in fact be a mother however, none of the assertion can be independently verified -
one mother -
and another women that may in fact be a mother however, none of the assertion can be independently verified -
Monday, April 13, 2020
subtle surrealism
just about everything is surreal. one way or another way and, isn't that the point? one way or some other way, surrealism is everywhere -
surreal one...
surreal one...
surreal two...
Sunday, April 12, 2020
Sugar Magnolia
i do not exist and
i speak from nowhere
my voice is hollow and
wispy on a wind
i used to exist at least
i think that to be the case
but time and the tides
tend to erase all trace
of you and i and all things
around and
about whatever in hell this might
be about
So mucking about in quarantined boredom
and overly overdosed on social distance
and the inane bullshit heaped upon us
day after interminable day
i played the who died on the obituary page and
more sad news did greet my face
my friend or at least a long time back
we were friends or something close to it
there he read dead and gone and
i was completely unaware until now
dead and gone and memories are hardly a
tangible handle to hold on to
so long Sid and how i wish
we'd managed to stay close but
not now
i speak from nowhere
my voice is hollow and
wispy on a wind
i used to exist at least
i think that to be the case
but time and the tides
tend to erase all trace
of you and i and all things
around and
about whatever in hell this might
be about
So mucking about in quarantined boredom
and overly overdosed on social distance
and the inane bullshit heaped upon us
day after interminable day
i played the who died on the obituary page and
more sad news did greet my face
my friend or at least a long time back
we were friends or something close to it
there he read dead and gone and
i was completely unaware until now
dead and gone and memories are hardly a
tangible handle to hold on to
so long Sid and how i wish
we'd managed to stay close but
not now
Sugar Magnolia and blossom's blooming
Saturday, April 11, 2020
Old Guys
old guys are everywhere and if it weren't for the old guys, there wouldn't be any young guys now would there. i'm not forgetting the more important aspect of the notion...if it weren't for the old gals, well, there wouldn't be none of us and that's for certain. -
old guy one...
old guy two...
old guy one...
old guy two...
Friday, April 10, 2020
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