chaos at the sign of four

I like abstract surrealism. abstract surrealism is so...surreal in the abstract. so I take an image that I find interesting and abstract the bejeepers out of the image then make the image surreal using several "secret" methods. (those methods are "secret" on account of I'm not about to talk about it) :}
then the abstract surrealism goes into the machine and presto...an image that is abstract, surreal, and more times than not, pretty dang cool. after all, art IS whatever you can get away with. so for our last Friday in the month of July 2020, and thank god for that, here are two yes count them two works of abstract if not surreal machined art. sheer machine genius I tells ya. if you use your imagination, the first image sort of looks like a bird.
chaos -

at the sign of four (apologies to Mr. Doyle for the gank) -

okay and, TTFN and we'll see you next month. :}

MISSION TO MARS!

up up and away. off to Mars we go. of course the "we" is purely editorial. NASA is off to Mars. the 'new' Mars rover with it's accompanying Martian drone, is on its way. I missed the dang launch on account of I WAS ASLEEP and NASA didn't bother to let me know that the launch was a go in the wee hours of a Wasatch Front morning. you know that time of day when your eyes don't quite focus and your head is all foggy like and holy crap who wants to get out of bed anyway. I can certainly watch the launch on youtube but its just not the same as a live launch. ah for the good old days when NASA announced their launches and the launches were all over network tv. those days are gone like the Fonz.
so...here it is almost the last day of July 2020. hot as all to be damned and the Covid-19 has the entire Planet with the old collective knickers in a knot. we're all gonna die you see. oh well. it's been real and it's been fun however it has not been a whole lot of fun. at least not lately.
onward with today's postings.
Mr. Money's house -

the train you need to take to get to Mr. Money's house -

okay and that should cover things for now. hopefully.

the old mill house and we don't mean Dick Nixon

get it? that's a joke. 'mill house' and 'Milhous Nixon'? oh that is so early 70's funny. yup, I am that old. fucking old guys anyway. sorry I digress.
first up we have us a mill house. hence the twist on Nixon's middle name.
mill house -

and next and because it's humpday, we have us some physical destruction. actually, it's wartime destruction but what the hell. wreckage is after all wreckage.
bombed out -

so and as the camel said to the office staff, "hey Mike...what day is it? IT'S HUMP DAY!!!" yippee

el Topo meets the Gunfight at High Noon

more simply scrumptious surrealism by me. well of course it's by me. probably more than scrumptious surrealism, what we have here is machine art. yeah, that's the ticket. it's Tuesday so we'll have us a one and a two. which is not so far from what usually gets posted on the old blogger-matic. that's a new word I just made up...blogger-matic. I like it. :}
el Topo -

and now, the gunfight meeting at High Noon -

I realize that there's about nothing to do with High Noon. so sue me but, if you ain't caught me well you ain't got me. :}

knock knock goes the train

trains don't really go knock knock. I don't think so anyway. trains go chug chug or toot toot or whatever. door knockers go knock knock. which is exactly what's to be posted here in about a bit. it would seem that trains these days don't make much noise at all. I think that's a pity. I grew up by the Union Pacific north yards and I loved the noise the trains made. oh well, that was a way back when. and now here we are in the 21st century all hunkered down and locked in quarantine and having to wear face masks and social distancing and all manner of covid crap. so instead of being all 21st century and stuff, we are back to the dark ages with plagues and bullshit like that torturing humanity. oh crap, I'm waxing all pontifical and shit like that. sorry.
knock knock no joke -

trains which are also no joke -

and there you have the Monday posting. :}

holes and houses

there's holes in the dang woodwork. well, there is after I put one there. however I filled the hole with lotus putty. worked like a charm. then there's a Norwegian house in a Norwegian wood. I mean where else would a Norwegian house be but in a Norwegian wood. You know what I mean?
hole -

a Norwegian house -

the image is by the vard and I fixed it. I fixed it good...

a mind altering if not existential dose

of acerbic surrealism. OR just more blah blah and crap-o-la by and from me. go figure.
halls -

the daydreams of Diego and Frida. talk about some weird shit. however and all that...Diego was 'the' muralist master and Frida was soooo hot. I do love her work. artistry that is ever so fine. oh get it? I made the homespun pun. artistry that is ever so fine? as in fine art? oh damn, I am simply too freaking funny. no doubt. daydreams and/or nightmares whatever -

and there you have it.

Kaga

尊敬されている日本のシュルレアリスム加賀による素晴らしいシュルレアリスムのプリントと私による他のいくつかのもの。
Pretty darn slick, no doubt.
Kaga -

other stuff -

that is all...for now. :}

arid etchings

surrealism in the desert. hmmm, that would be a dry take on the surreal. get it? that's a joke...'dry' take? funny. cause you know, in a desert the conditions are arid. yeah. and etchings of a desert panorama. gosh and jeepers, is that about an artsy description or what.
aridism -

or what -

and there you go...artsy stuff and well, stuff. :}

it's good to be king

in your own little town. first up is king cacti on account of it's wearing a crown or a really spiff mohawk head style. then up is more forest surrealism. or whatever.
cacti with entourage -

and forested surrealism OR a surrealist forestation OR whatever -

so there you go AND it's humpday. see the Geico camel ad for further elucidation. :}

a sequence of surreal events

and/or whatever. just some artsy stuff that I'll be posting here in about a minute or so. in the 'oh holy crap' department...beware of Trump sending his "secret" federal Gestapo goon squads around the country to harass, injure, intimidate, and annoy peaceful protesters. president asshole thinks these actions will help his case to get re-elected. this summer is going to get hotter than our summers are getting to be hot.
sequential -

and eventual -

and that is your twos-day special. :}

night and day

the difference between night and day dreaming. yes there is a difference and proof positive will be posted shortly and right about after this here blah blah blah. did you know that the term 'blah blah blah' is a generic if not almost specific term for just about anything that rolls out of the mouth of any politician anywhere on or around our Planet Earth. which in and of itself speaks volumes for why we, and yes I am using the collective 'we', are in the straight up fucking mess we all are in. politicians tend to be overly asshole-esque by design.
sorry, I digress. back to today's topic of...night and day.
night -

and day dreaming -

so there you have it. artistry and political polemic all rolled into one nicely designed package. design is by me of course. :}

flowers and breezy days

here's a non-confrontational installment of 'as the world churns'. nice and friendly. peaceable while assembling and no, repeat that, NO "secret police." trump is an asshole. oh crap, I digress. sorry about that. back to the quiet calming effect of flowers and little illustrations.
one flower -

and for two, an illustration -

be at peace everyone and stay the hell away from Portland, Oregon. ain't not safe there by any means. :{

DETAINED IN PORTLAND, OREGON

this is really bad, dark, and ominous news out of Portland, Oregon where peaceful protesters are being arrested and detained by "secret police." turns out the "secret police" are really and in fact, federal marshals. sent to Portland by Trump. "secret police" by definition, would be Gestapo. as in Nazi Gestapo. so Trump would have amerika being turned into his Nazi wet dream and it seems that our 'glorious leaders' in Congress are more than eerily silent on the matter.
That is BULLSHIT! these actions CANNOT be allowed to stand. speak up and speak out! get up, stand up, and stand up for your rights BEFORE amerika's insane asshole of a president can do anymore damage to our Nation.
Nixon was bad and George W. Bush was worse and now were chained to Trump. BREAK THESE CHAINS PEOPLE!
and...back to our regularly scheduled posting.
pancho and lefty -

and some tranquil Cascade rainforest -

don't remain silent, the Gestapo might just be coming for you next.

over there and way out there

way the hell over there and fish in space. the over there image is just that. and the fish in space are there. really. the fish are in space on account of...the universe is one titanically inconceivably really freaking big place and the universe is an ocean. so that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
over there -

fish in space -

I told you there were fish in space. it's astronomical photography or just maybe something else. :}

glass half filled or

glass filled with a tree. go figure. and if you've ever been to Superior and that would be Arizona and not the lake up north towards where the Canadians live. I've been to Canada and the folk there were pretty nice except they used that curiously odd Canadian money. Of course the Canadians would take the amerikan money but they'd give you back your change using that curiously odd Canadian money. go figure. anyway onward towards today's stuff which is not even a bit Canadian.
tree in a glass -

and Superior which is not that lake -

did you know that it gets really dang hot in the Zona. well it does.

sign of four - - - BONSAI!

well here it is another humpday in the land of the free to whatever AND shit looks pretty much if not exactly like the shit looked yesterday which just so happened to have been Tuesday. wow is that about profound or what. either way or anyway, here's some stuff for you all to look at. that is provided that anyone cares to look. :}
sign of four -

and BONSAI -

I know the bonsai has been previously premiered prior to this but it just so happens that I'm partial to the bonsai. dang plants are amazing.

hot and really hot

locations that is. one's dang hot and another is really freaking dang hot. probably that pesky if not annoying climate change. or not. hardly matters now cause, we're in it deep kids!
hot -

really freaking hot -

sweatbands might not help. :}

alien selfie

rights to this unusual selfie were obtained under a 'universal selfie portrayal of weird shit' declaration made back in 2001. that is not a space odyssey by any means. oh yeah that's my story and I'll be sticking to it for now.
selfie -

unusual no doubt... :}

flora and origins

its flowers again. their origin came a way back before Darwin. wow is that about a long way back or what. not really. not considering geologic time as a precursor to evolution. evolution of a species. now that IS Darwinian. :} and then we have us the origin of monster trucks. you know, those ridiculously over-sized gas-swilling monstrosities that give amerikans a collective boner. the things had to start somewhere and I believe that I've found the origin of the aforementioned boner causing truck.
petals -

monster origins -

once again...I've nailed it. :} there really is no connection here. just my choice.

avant guard

I know, it's supposed to read 'avant garde' however, I really don't care and I kind of like using avant guard. the usage sounds almost new wave. hmmm, possibly that should read new wauve. oh that is so funny. or not. I like to consider myself something of a comedian and that's just me. anyway and onward we gogh. :}
avant one -

guard two -

I am just too darn funny...

into the wild

or close enough if you close your eyes and play African jungle sounds. or sounds from any dang where that isn't strangled by city noise. or even country noise. you see there simply isn't much left by way of undeveloped land or land that hasn't been raped and brutally so.
wild -

and even more wild -

the best part would be that there's no peoples...that would be a good thing. :}

transportation

transportation then and now. well and/or maybe how transportation could look in our covid-plagued 21st century world. also and given the working of climate change, our Planet could get so warm that camels just might be one of the only means of transportation. weren't we supposed to have flying cars by now? sooo...WTF happened?!? I mean really.
way back when and I'm speaking theoretically if not hypothetically. ewww, that's a big word there boy. or girl. whatever.
caravan -

and a bike which just so happens to be almost if not quite modern -

so there you have it for a Friday the 10th day of July in the year of our Lard 2020. :}

the old homestead and

the old homestead and the old homestead's guardian spirit. or angel. or whatever. the old homestead image turned out quite nicely if I do say so myself AND I do. :}
homestead -

spirits or angelics or -

that is all...for now

statues and an arc of a remnant

statue. I'm guessing that's what this is. what it IS, would be a surrealistic re-generation of an odd photag I ganked off'n the web. hmmm, I guess that makes me a ganker. also there's an image of the arc of a remnant. go figure. no really, it's up to the viewer to figure out what the image might be. :}
statue -

arc of a remnant -

whoop...there it is!

a good three finger pinch down by a river

I hope one and all survived the 4th of July 'GREAT COVID-19 SCARY SHIT DAYS OF REJOINDER'. and/or whatever. slapping up some more of those almost if not surreal images that I like so well.
barn advertising from back in the day. way back in the day -

and an image of a young lady and as stated here...I am a river -

and that's all for a Monday. TTFN