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Dont screw up again" Done with the Flea Market 20 Bone Man brought me a red bull sayd this har weather aint no account we orta git away from this har pop stand its ovr for the year i hear they got a real hum dinger of a flea in Mesa with concrete floors a metal roof snow cones corn dogs and plenty of snow birds with fancy RVs & them cheeseheads spend folding money like its going outa style yessir lets pull up stake & haul tail to arizony new art the Unseen World--- about 38 x 62 oily on loose canvas two bobcats wandered into our hotel room interupting my amourous advances i was so stunned it never occurred to me to tell them to get their own room traveling to a wild horse hideout we had elected to stay at the camelot inn in Fargo notorious for illicit rendevous excellent turkish coffee and rowdy bobcat dancing in the lobby of the hotel i had coffee with an egyptian pharaoh who wore dark shades with a big smile he told me the secrets of cooking sheep Kabobs and the ancient technique of bobcat seduction upon hearing my story of Bobcatus Interuptus Whoopee the Pharoah proclaimed "FANTASTIC! i cut my own road and left them standing in the middle of no where watching me as i left them in the dust SS SOS--- about 20 x 30 holy multicrappia!

im at 821 Canyon Road in Santa fe New Mexico a distinct upgrade from my flea market shed to a horse stable with adobe bricks...i dreamed i fell off a ladder tumbling for days rolling for months i gave up trying to control the fall and starting enjoying the ride but im still staying clear of ladders for a while Genesis of a Dark Bird--- about 40 x 70 oily on a loose canvas August 10th 2015 come to the Dark Bird Palace at the Tesuque Flea Market to see moore art from undoubtedly the most famous flea market artist alive today the Wings of a Dark Bird--- oily on a 70 x 20 closet door this week at the flea it was so hot i felt like Ken in Barbies EZ bake oven but life at the market rolls on inevitability seeming vaguely oddly clear to me something is happening that has already been named by a God far far away and so when it gets July hot i keep frozen bananas in mind to help maintain the proper perspective about where someone who paints pretty pictures at a flea market fits on the banana tree of life...note to self when someone questions why you didnt meet them on the high road of life get a big shovel and tunnel around all their bull shit thats nicely piled up to to resemble a stinky brown mountain with a road that leads you right straight to their self serving door the Protection Painting (by Gold and Silver)--- about 20 x 30 multicrappia on a kitchen drawer at the flea yesterday i bought a big rack of elk horns from a fellow from espanola i put them atop my head & charged down the aisle like a crzy buck i wonder if elk ever pretend to be dark birds?clik hear 4 New Art Join the Dark Bird Gazette the Dark Bird Palace (the Shed) Absurdity is my Friend (million selling NYT best sellr 4 sure) Visit me at 821 Canyon Road (thurday -sunday) New Art here on the front page about 24-30 inches November 6th 2017 Double Eagle 43 x 62 oily on loose canvas i was lost in the desert with no water and no face i had no sense of place all directions pointed lost i couldnt see the future couldnt bear to look back and in the present the only thing i could think to do was to build a tall ladder out of this mess into the starry skies of hell yes oily on a nice 30 x 40 bord its about to get very interesting again after a summer of smashing my brains against walls taking turns down wrong roads and believing all sorts of lies and other silly mischief now ive found one true thing and from that comes the full on resurrection of my Dark Bird Palace State of Mind clik hear for a few more paintings from this week Guard Dawgs about 39 x 62 inches on loose canvas click hear 4 two other new ones! - so i sit in the lobby some think its my hobby ive spent so much time waiting around defending my ground ive completely forgot what i was looking for - so how bout this? im amused and distracted by the hummingbird wars the coyote howls the dark bird caws & late night growls i credit this with my general ambivalence about where i am who i am and where i am going as i look thru the eyes of the bardo hotel The Woods--- about 82 x 22 oily on a nice simply framed bord after a week at my new mountain home the deer stopped coming around at morning coffee later they told me my company was poor but it was my bad poetry that was the last straw - this morning even the hummingbirds stayed clear horror of horrors they said my breath smelled like chicken - so i tried to exercise my poetry blues away doing crazy jumping jacks in the woods which made me feel better but caused the great black squirrel panic of 2017 - and so im left with my one true poetry friend the much maligned but magnificant king of the forrest its just me and a fly under the clear blue sky - the only conclusion i can draw is that the fly loves my poetry or thinks im a kindred spirit at least as he offered me a first edition of his new book "Catcher of the House Fly" which i tell him is pure genius regrettably ive never seen the fly in public since then Guardians of the Multiverse--- Bear Totem about 29 x 62 oily on loose canvas Dark Bird cocks his head ruffles his feathers leans into the great CAW time and space shatter humanity pours forth like mixed candies from a smashed interstellar pinata raccoon sees dinner scurries over picks up the starshine sweets with child like fingers candy looks up asks dear Gawd is that you?Obsession about 30 x 62 oily on loose canvas Anxiety writes my to do list at 2 am on the inside of my eyelids with heavy disappearing ink that compells me to start over again at 3 am i am driven like a crzy one eyed salmon to swim up my dry river bed every nite slowly evolving two tiny stick legs that i drag along with my obsolete fins gasping for air with primal gills like the monster from the dark bird lagoon pondering like a philosopical freakish monster i wonder why am i killing myself at 3 am? Cosmic Corvids--* about 60 x 29 oily on loose canvas Spring Snow blows thru cottonwood trees like puffs of frozen pollen while a cold crow sits high upon its chlorophyll iceberg a perfect pirate flag for this vessel as it floats away in search of road kill in downtown Santa fe All ---SOULD 18 x 22 multicrappia on a bord framed simply back from a short vacation break went to the ocean brought back the tide inside now im ready for this coming summers big ride click hear four several other new paintings Taco--- 24 x 30 oily on a nice bord which one are you?