Saturday, January 14, 2006

Armageddon Bedtime Story

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It seems funny to me that I feel happy of late but all I wanna see is flames when it comes time to do art. Holding up a mirror to something you think you know, you find out you don't. Lookit there.

I can't stay long. My wife needs me, she's having a bad day and I'm gonna go bring her some tea and rub her feet. Make her
some good soup. Do a silly dance.

Sit by the window and watch the world burn...




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6 Comments:

Blogger jitney said...

yes, tea is good, and you could try reading to her from where the wild things are, but the dance will do it for sure. nothing like an impromptu solo to make her eyes shine with joy.

4:42 PM  
Blogger LKD said...

Scott, how long does it take for you to produce one of these pieces? Maybe create is the better word. Do you see the image fully-fledged in your mind's eye before you embark upon the making of it, or does it erect itself as you go?

I'm listening to this oh so excellent song right now, thanks to pandora.com called "I've got a mind to ramble" by Alberta Hunter. Seems an appropriate soundtrack or backdrop while hanging out on your blog.

10:34 PM  
Blogger Dana said...

I love silly dances. Flames, too.

1:02 AM  
Blogger Jewel said...

yikes,
what happened to jack's dog?

2:32 PM  
Blogger Jewel said...

oops--this comment was supposed to go to the "baby in hell" post.

ha

5:28 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

Jitney-

Sorry I didn't reply to your comment, but I was stuck in the seventh circle of hell and someone was chewing my brains through the back of my head. Yes, a silly dance is needed.


Laurel-

I approach these pieces without any concious destination in mind. The process is all about mining my subconcious for juicy bits, and I play around with stuff until I get a jerk of recognition in my body, then I know I'm on the right track. I can spend three or four hours at a time on a piece, but I usually finish them in one or two sessions.

Lynn-

I like those silly dances where the guy comes running out of the burning building with flames all over him and he stands there waving at you, kind of sadly, then he turns and collapses into the dirt where he rolls around moaning and thrashing.

But that's just me.


yrs-

tearful

10:29 AM  

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