haiku

Woodcut of a fish
Was the last i heard from you
Are you the same man?

I ran into an old aquaintance, a fellow named Mashee, playing steel drums and guitar, with a programmed accompaniment on a sequence box. I'd worked with him about ten years ago at a few gigs with Zo, a great guy who was the culture/outreach person at Great Explorations.
Mashee sounds better than ever. he 's working on first avenue in front of Tangelo's one of my favorite old St Pete hang outs.

light

"and one more splinter of,
one more hint of,
one more fractured ray of,
or beaming hope and grace.

a shining so golden...
pure as silver,
chromatic deliverance and
even holy white with splendor
ever opening,
ever expansive chasm of...

never chambered reverberation across an open plain of
realizations, with a sensitivity for all that is
here... indeed all that is...

LIGHT

from my uncle jim.....

US Death Toll Hits 50 as assault increase by Iraqi guerrillas

By Robert Fisk in Baghdad

US Death Toll Hits 50 as assault increase by Iraqi guerrillas: "US Death Toll Hits 50"

art's sake

Last friday, the eleventh of july, The Art Center held their annual members' show. Also on exhibit were some unusual weavings by Monica Naugles. Peggy Galaher, who also works in jewelery, won the best of show award for a hand made book titled vanishing species. I helped hang the show, touched up the walls and set up an installation for PARC. On the whole, The art looked better with all the people there, reminding me again that people are what art is about, (i need reminding.) Introvert that i am, i tend to look into the exhibited work rather than the sea of faces in attendance. While the show was going up i hardly noticed the work 'though i painted around and straightened nearly every piece.

byzantine conduits

"Waking Life" animated film at the dali museum.larger than life. I've seen this work before on cable and TV I had the impression that more footage of interview/soliloquies may have been cut into shorter segments.
All about existentialism in a palatable cartoon form.

The freedom hurts the most. Joblessness comes with certain forced humility. Not exactly responsible for anything but his or her self, the jobless person becomes responsible for everything within their sphere of influence. After all the unemployed have time on their hands and their hands are free. Every one walks away leaving laundry and dishes behind for you to do, and every one else guesses that you are lazy because you have no job. Sometimes, on that assumption, people do it all themselves, while glaring at you for not contributing to the dismemberment of society.

Our appointed leader flew in and out of town twice today. That is a peculiar feature of St Pete; being such a quiet place we notice military helicopters rushing in and out to pick up a few million dollars. Now when people criticize me for being poor they have that added glee of being part of a wave of reform sweeping the nation. Dirty hippies have no place to hide. Even when the dirt is the same working class soil under the nails of firemen and lawn maintenance workers. Even people who don’t like you sneer, "Have a good one," meaning that they do not expect to enjoy themselves in a familiar environment surrounded by the long remembered faces of co-workers and friends. They may call it drudge and toil. But we would all do best to remember that any environment where some one else cleans the bathrooms is closer to paradise than home.
The circus honors animal workers with special praise; at least they did when Günter Goebel-Williams starred as the Lion King, (actually it was tigers.) Geobel-Williams made it part of his act to shake hand of the man whose job it was to follow the elephants with a shovel. A great source of comedy, this simple gesture also highlighted the truth of any institution; the stars ride on the backs of the guys who sweeps up after the elephants, otherwise we'd all look like dirty hippies.