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mississippi traveling

 

went to mississippi

wasnt looking for anything

but the crossroads always find you there

its the story of the land

 

 

 

 

"feral shiprock" by kitty livingood

 

its time

to get back to the land

something real

a place to be wild

where its just you, the mountain & the wind

 

 

art miami 2008

just got back

from the fancy innernational art miami thing

sould art on the street rite out front

made a deal or two

but mostly i met

vampyrs, bloodsuckers, parasites, hyprocrites and posers

that made me wonder

if i really wanna join the big time

 

 

 

........

both sould

these is just the tiny thumbnails if u wanna sea the full image clik the paintingsssss

 

its been cold and snowy here

and ive been obsessing about these two paintings all weakend long

kept working on them this morning

with my hat and coat on

til a big crow landed in the tree next to me

and screamd caw caw caw

i knew thay was done then

 

 

mare and colt

sould

11 x 14

roof tar an paint on a page from reverend millers dictionary

stuck on a board

 

its been a long year

sometimes real dry

but i kept moving

searching for water

following the north star at night

and listening to the wind in the morning

im glad i did

 

 

 

 

 

                          

devil dawg and surrender

sould

tar, found crap, collage from 1964 , bones (oh yea, some paint too)

 

maybe its just the state of the economy

or that the flea market is closing down

or maybe im just grouchy cuz im horny all the time

but my work

is getting sharp right now

in a way that says out loud

it aint all love

 

 

 

 

 

cowboy and indian series (11x14 ontheboard)

paintings got bones, toys, found clothes, collages, beads and roof tar in em

(more on my weakly art page)

sould

 

too tard to write anything smart

 

 

i was a shark this summer

black, mean and full of sharp teeth

but when the weather coold down

i woke up a blue fish

just swimming around

 

 

sea story

sould

11byethe4teen

oily

sometimes we thingk

there is comfort in numbers

there prolly is

but u may

just lose your voice

 

 

sould

ghost child...........wounded king...........one legged man

 

born a ghost child

the scatterd star dust

of a mostly forgotten dream

soon enough a fleshy mess

who limped on one leg

a full circle back to the

milk way

 

 

 

 

 

sould

 

all last week

i was trying to understand

thingks i cant understand

even when i dream

so by the time i got to the rez to paint

i was ready to let all that crap go

and move with

all the passion and truth

of what and who i am

 

 

 

 

 

 

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untitled 36 x 48 sould-----------------&---------------(sould)chikn bone express about 10 inchs tall

 

out on rez yesterday

it raind snowd & blowd

clearifying a few things

about my underlying identiy

i am

the chikn bone exprss

four wheels, a meltd face

& a bit of hair

and chikn bones

holding it me all together

i am the chikn bone express

 

 

 

sould

double crucification

48 x 60 nasty oily biggie

 

 

 

angel crossing

sould

11 x 14 on a bord

sometimes i feel

like a crossing guard for angels

they come towards me

meet me

and then leave me

for something i cant quite make out

in the distance

 

 

 

 

 

 

untitled...biggy oily mess

sould

 

my eyes tale me we come and go

but

whateveritwasthatkilltthekat

makes me wonder

where do we go and is it also where we come from?

 

 

 

 

the fool the dragonfly and the indian princess

sould

33 bye 14 moore less

on bord with the oilys

(clik the bug to sea them all real big)

 

 

 

white croc

sould

big oily painting

 

after indian market last week

i realized i wasnt gonna be invited to the big party around here

cuz im a white croc

not from this land

eye stand out like a sore thumb

except i might eat ya

 

 

 

ship of fools

sould

oily biggie

 

sometimes i feel like im on a ghost ship

and my country is lost at sea

folks trying to save their soul

with a religion or a guy named obama

before thay walk that mysterious dark plank

where the only thing for sure

is the sharks waiting in the deep blue water below

 

 

dreams

sould

71 x 48

oily mess with india colleges

 

they wont go away

i cant let it go

its still haunting me

like a far away ghost

with flesh i can still touch

smell and see

turn on the lights please

help me to wake up

now

 

 

 

eves in prison

sould

49 x 71

oily mess of collages and etc etc

 

 

 

42 x 73 mol oily loooose canvas with collages

sould

when the sheriff

returned to town

he found the world

had turned upside down

he was bringing back a new law

for a mean world

but out of the corner of his eye

he spotted three grey men

following him up the red hill

slowly but relentlessly in pursuit

of the new law

that is on the run

 

 

 

ouroboros

sould

47 by 67 moore or lesss

oily loose canvas

we are all eating

or being eaten

and such is the

never ending cycle of life

 

 

 

july crow

oily mess

sould

smally

 

this dark bird stands alone

the weather has changed

but his walk has not

 

 

 

unnamed painting

sould

72 x 80 innches

oily oily bigiie on loose canvass

 

its all here

new mexico, england, india and the south

with a few UFOs to throw us

plumb out of this world

 

 

the journey

sould

53 x 71 moore or less's

oil, india trashs colleged and the paints etc and so forth and on

 

dont even ask me ;)

 

 

ghost cows of delhi

sould

30 x 40 on the canvas that is stretched round wooden bars

with oil on the fabric i painted on it

 

that first nite eye was in delhi

those ghost cows

on the street

told me i wasnt in kansas

anymore

 

 

 

dogpatch

sould

approcximatelee 48 x 86 oily collages on the loose canvass

 

 

we are all made of stardust ...big...very big oily painting

sould

 

 

the pointy headed people say

we are all made stardust

 

 

 

the princess, the devil, the fool and the truth

51 x 46 oily collageded paining

sould

 

 

 

 

 

clik the pic for new art

Eruption

sould

48 x 70 mol

oil & trash collage all over the canvas

 

its true

im back with a bit more spit and vinegar this year

looking for some better trash

to make some dirty art

just in case

i go to far

towards the midnight star

 

 

returning on a red horse

oil on loose canvas about 48 x 68

(ask me bout the dollars)

sould

 

 

india taught me alot things

one of the biggest was

that character matters

and if you wanna learn

what you got inside of you

look no further

than whats in front of

you

 

 

 

 

                                                         

 

 

 

 

 

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