Wednesday, May 26, 2010

this is the last colored pencil drawing i found in obscure recently surfaced notebook. i think.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

i wonder if a bumper sticker i might make - the old on that stated "enuf" either disintegrated or was stolen and is now for sale on ebay i guess - i wonder if it said "Corporations are People too" what people might make of it.

Monday, May 24, 2010

fresh. wish i could type. about BP (some person according to law). like you and me. evolving faster than biological humans did and are doing. emergant beings whose survival depends on profit. there may be a few biological humans whose survival is also a function of profit. the culture talks about winners and losers to encapsulate this notion.

somehow the corporate "person", in order to survive, has come up with the collateral damage idea. "we destroyed the village in order to save it." this type of damage is apart of the cost of production (of anything) and is paid for by biological humans.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

down to notebook scraps and floating flotsam. to be buried in time capsule.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

another pen and colored pencil artifact from some time ago.

Friday, May 21, 2010

found an old notebook while looking for my camera. buncha drawings. india ink and colored pencil period i guess. so i am going to put all the good ones up here until while scanning and sprinkling magic dust on them.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

this one didn't quite work out. been in the doldrums of late.  i have been trying to ride a bicycle lately, they say you never forget how. which is maybe true. but with polygears and new design (to me), iguess i never knew how. so it's slow.

----later. i changed the image. still don't like it.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

what the hell, i just had to post's about the supporters of the az hoo-hah in pinal county az where i was born my grandfather and father lived there. dad was in the air force so i grew up elsewhere - nowhere really - and i was born in the county but not casa grande but a nearby desert town, florence, where the state central prison is the biggest deal around.

anyway it reminded me of how strange the identities are that we drag around, stories of someone else who i was. no more substantial than who i am now. unless the gateless gate is open, and if it is, how would i know? when socrates said "know yourself" he was talking about the experience of a being a particular person, not the cognition that is included. know yourself means be yourself. "be", the golden verb.

this is my 2500th post to this thing. that's more than enough. it will hang around in cyberspace but it's time to move on and up. thanks for watching.

Monday, May 3, 2010

this says more about profit-driven biz than is usually allowed by profit-driven biz. a must see. since moyers is leaving the media, it may be your last chance: