My Last Blog for sculpture

I can be highly social or live in solitude....both worlds are okay. Now it is time for solitude.

I leave the WSU Art department with one of my favorites. My dad used to cheer me out of bed with the lyrics as a teenager absolutely dreading going to high school filled with asses. Neither dad nor I ever needed anti-depressants....just a little inspirational poem or song would do....something our nation has lost now....enjoy....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRtnWVvDX6k&feature=related

Final Project

Hopefully, this weekend I will fire up the chain saw and start carving a stump for the final sculpture project. I am very excited to begin and finish this project. It's going to look super bizarre.

Also, going to buy one or two, basic wood chisels. I'm not going to have time to super refine this thing. I actually would prefer a rough look any way.

Here's a funny tongue twister which I would not recommend saying around people you would like to impress:

"I'm not the fig plucker, I'm the fig plucker's son.
But I'll pluck your figs 'til the fig plucker comes!"   Ha, ha, ha!!! Say that three times fast!!!

New Art Music

Oh...I am so excited to take off from school and practice my newly acquired skills and knowledge in the studio...watch out world!! I'm going to be an art Viking raider!!

This is my new painting music...amazing!! A Korean dude in FA 102 introduced me to Deadmau5...so relaxing...God!!! I just love the diversity of this campus!!! Even though I get weird viruses and colds from overseas.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zK1mLIeXwsQ

Getting Started

When I was in the south, I got drunk with a homeless dude and his friend...they were a white dude and a black dude who played the blues...The best time I have ever had!!!!! Suddenly didn't care about my divorce...ha, ha, ha!!! Enjoy....

When I get the blues gonna give me a rockin chair
When I get the blues gonna give me a rockin chair
When the blues overtake, gonna rock rock away from here
When I get lonesome, I get right on the telephone
When I get lonesome, I get right on the telephone
Call my baby, and tell her Im gonna come back home

Flip, flop and fly
I dont care if I die
Flip, flop and fly
I dont care if I die
Dont ever leave me
Dont ever say goodbye

Give me one last kiss and hold it a long long time
Give me one last kiss and hold it a long long time
I wanna feel that kiss till my head run feels like wine
Here comes by baby, flashing a new gold tooth
Here comes by baby, flashing a new gold tooth
If she shows more, she can rock home with the bacon too

Flip, flop and fly
I dont care if I die
Flip, flop and fly
I dont care if I die
Dont ever leave me
Dont ever say goodbye

Ive got a mississipi bullfrog sitting on a hollow stone
Ive got a mississipi bullfrog sitting on a hollow stone
Ive got to work for this guy - I dont know which way to turn

Flip, flop and fly
I dont care if I die
Flip, flop and fly
I dont care if I die
Dont ever leave me
Dont ever say goodbye

Second, Voluntary Installation Project

So far, the Bar/Code/Beer/Code, fake used, bar of DIal soap installation project is a complete triumph. Nobody seems to care or notice and that would align itself with the current trend of folks listening to their personal, electrical devices and ignoring birds, flowers, trees, grass, rain, global warming, glaciers melting etc..."just another crazy art thing in the art building." But Installation/Collaboration Project 1 was glaringly obvious.  

Yes...the hive mentality has taken root. We have become a school of fishes with relatively little independent thought.  Not likely we'll see an Earnest Hemingway, Henry David Thoreau, Pablo Picasso, or Jackson Pollock from the 25 and younger crowd. In our hive, bees are overloaded with information. In our fish school, every fish is rushing to keep up with the other fishies to get the next, great gadget.


I did find one writing instrument today.

Big Load o' Wood/Soap Installation Project

Here's my big-assed load of hardwood from a tree just cut down. Good Heavens!!! Those pieces were heavier than heck!!! It took me three pickup loads and about 8 hours to get it all home. But I think one of those chunks will made a good sculpture piece for my final project. Now...I need some beer to take away my achey arms pain...and chain saw handling hand numbness.

Also, I'm doing another quick Installation work involving placing fake, plaster casts of a very well used bar of DiAl soap on all the bathroom sinks in the art building. Should have that finished Monday. In addition to that...I'll be placing my Beer Code/Bar Code plaster casting in selected areas in the building, hopefully near authentic bar code things. Tonight I'm gluing my paper Chief Crazy Horse together. Going to paint that later.

Vision Quest

My water bottle collaboration sculpture was a very rewarding and fulfilling project. I know this because I even want to go look at it again.

I am taking a year or two off from school. Originally, I thought of transferring to CCS because tuition is so much cheaper. No...further vision questing revealed it is high time to practice my art. The solitude of the studio beckons.

I have to pay down some of my WSU tuition as well. All around, this is the best decision that can be made. I love the academic environment. It is safe, warm, loving and communal and I can always return for more guidance and inspiration...but it is time to rock and roll again. My stagnation has been obliterated by my art family over the last year at WSU. I wonder if I can re-charge western art in two years or less..."we live in fame or go down in flames!"...ha, ha, ha...from the USAF song!!!