Stoop

Had a nice time last night. Seven guests showed up...expected more, but it's no big deal. Thinking that I don't like to do pizza and beer anymore. Feeling kinda crummy and dehydrated. Not hung over, just "too much pizza" feeling. Next time go for something healthier.
Woke up far too early with bile draining into my mouth. When I don't digest properly I tend to throw up a bit in my sleep, and wake up with it in my lungs. Pretty scary. But I'm getting to the point where I taste it before I inhale it, so the taste wakes me up first. Gross, huh?

Hang-Ups

A thought; Rompaida Media Lab should host monthly "Salons", have a lot of art making going on, talking, listening to music, etc. Even though I'd like to have a lot of artistically experienced people I think it could be even more fun if people who have never done it before come in. Easy to take them to unique places...no preconceived notions to break through. Eventually I'd like to put on group exhibits for this group, somewhere. It's hard to find places to show. I could always just have art parties, bust out the old art barbecue idea, etc. Don't let a lack of places to show be discouraging!
I had 16 kids in the beginning MA class.

Fripp

RG: Do you find that one of the major barriers is overcoming that pretense of, "Oh, well this is arty, this is gallery music"?

RF: Yes, that's one of the reasons why I'm playing in record shops, pizza houses, canteens and all the rest of it. We have this notion that art is something that should be locked up in museums and made available to adults of consenting age, preferably in daylight hours. That's the implication. So, presenting Frippertronics in an informal, off-the-cuff situation, just human to human, is a question of re-invigorating "Ah-rt"; an aphorism which popped up from yesterday. Art is the capaity to re-experience one's innocence. Ooh, that was a nice phrase.

Alley

This is where I used to live in the central valley during the summer wildfires.

Rubycon

Today, I sent off the two paintings that I sold. Everything about doing this is wonderful.....except; the cost of shipping blows my mind! So I need to find a place cheaper than UPS.
Started the commision painting which is going under the title "Plooflowers 2", which is kind of generic, I know. Worked on "The Magician" and in a moment of inspiration started "Cold Mountain", which is already rather pretty and relaxing, even though it only has the first layer of toilet paper.
The exciting thing about visual art is all the different means to an end. "The Magician" is going to be predominantly realistic, "Plooflowers" is painted by scraping and interpreting what's left, and "Cold Mountain" is painted with TP. All lovely techniques to get to an idea, but none of them should be dogmatized about. Once used they can be put away until next time.
I'm dying to start some more collages.
Reading "Man and His Symbols" by Jung and "Art and Visual Perception" by Arnheim. At least that was my reading material for this evening.
Sunday I was finally able to re-plant my plants and put the stinky garlic into some soil. I hope it grows. I'm a little paranoid that I may have upset one cactus. It's spent the last several years in a square pot and I sort of forced it into a round one. Hopefully it won't get too mad at me.
I swear I'm going to start Tai-Chi again soon.
Testing my martial arts students at the end of the month.

I love spending time out in the sun. These are some of my favorite pics....I love the Mafioso guys.

Thistle

Quick update:
Sold two paintings to a collector in New York
Three new books today: "The Physiological Effects of Noise", "Rudolf Hausner", and "Anathemas and Admirations"
Bumped into Maritza
Got new insulin

9-2-07

Good day today. The weather is perfect.
After waking up far too early i went back to bed and managed to sleep in for about three hours, something I haven't done in a long time.
Went out with Emma and her mom for a tasty Dim-Sum lunch. The people who work at the restaraunt are very nice.
From there we hopped on a bus and went to SFMOMA. Some of the permanent exhibit had changed and I literally almost ran to a Roberto Matta that I've never seen before. R. was asking me about all kinds of various artists and I felt like a cross between a very intelligent man and a pretentious idiot. So many people staring at me as I explained some art. It was rather embarassing. Then upstairs to the Matisse sculpture exhibit, which was amazing. There is a row of five busts that I just fell in love with. I want to sculpt again. It's been a lot of years. It's good to move on to something like that when painting is getting old.
By the way, the number of gorgeous asian women at MOMA was staggering!
Speaking of which, from there we wandered around Chinatown. I was unable to find acupuncture needles, but I wasn't looking too hard. Then into North Beach, a.k.a. Little Italy. We had dinner at a lovely little Italian place that had a tailless cat wandering around on the patio. She was very cute and super-friendly.
From there R. had to leave. She had a two hour drive home.
Overall it was a very satisfying day.