when i first startd painting
i thought
geez im gonna be a fancy modern artist
but before i knowd it
folks was calling me names that kinda didnt speak towards
what i thought was my sophisticated approach to modern contempt orary art
ive been called folk artist more times than i care to admit
which leans on that saying that goes something like
you can take the boy out of arkansas
but you cant take the arkansas out of him
i confess today is my burfday
im getting older
the clock is ticking
and i think alot about whether
i can justify the space and place
i take up in this world
especially after seeing so many faces in india that were hungry for opportunity of any kind….
those folks made me think alot about reincarnation
and how much thay may know about life
thru the immediacy of their circumstance
that a comfortable western life may never
feel or understand
we all wanna matter
be useful in some way
& i hope that if i am reincarnated i dont reappear
as a gaseous cloud somewhere
behind pluto
(on second and third thought that might be kinda inneresting)
my confession board should be open for all us folks with no religion by next week
i dunno
a talking snake
an apple
a garden full of all u ever need
and a lady named eve…..
do you have a tail between your legs
or are they covered with feathers?
maybe you have fish scales
all over your face
some of us are full blood coyote
yea i watched them
if ever someone runs for president
like thay dont care if thay
win or lose
and just tale the truth
i will vote again
in the mean time
i vote for art
some days
when im out on the rez
creating my dream
selling my art
working with folks
from all over the world
it feels like a dream
and sometimes it really is…
it snowd the night before
and it was cool and wet
but folks came out to sea me anyway
they smiled and we talked of mystery…
to the north
it was clear blue sky
all the way to taos…
to the east
rain was settling over the mountain
a rainbow hovering at the base
aspens on fire a golden yellow
and the morning snow
still lingered at the peak….
to the west
the sun was setting…
sam
my african friend from nambia
was packing his goods trying to leave
his truck was stuck in the mud
we all laughed
we didnt care
it was beautiful out there today
she sayd i was crazy
eratic
messing around with insane things
maybe i was even autistic
(that one really pissd me off)
no i sayd
just because i dont stand in line
dont mean i got it all wrong
im more than u thingk
crazy at the least
or maybe a bit better
ive got a memory
like a white elephant
with a bad attitude
i dont forget
and forgiveness
is for jesus
Yesterday I was in Taos and un predictably suddenly found myself at the top of the world near Wheeler Peak. It is the highest peak in the U.S. state of New Mexico, with an elevation of 13,161 feet (4,011 m). It is located in the northern part of the state, northeast of Taos. It lies in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, the southernmost subrange of the Rocky Mountains.
Named in honor of Major George Montague Wheeler (1832 – 1909) who for ten years led a party of surveyors and naturalists collecting geologic, biologic, planimetric and topographic data in New Mexico and six other southwestern states. The mountain was formerly called Taos Peak, after the nearby town of Taos, New Mexico.
theres a whole
disenfranchised well to do army of us
thay call us secular
you can spot us most easily
by the bumper stickers on our cars
the christians would say we are sinners
or worst yet lukewarm
we dont believe in anything specifically
but we believe in most everything
but “that”
we are fond of saying
“its all good”
i suppose we forget
a broken leg hurts like hell
we revere anything
from blue angels to animal magic to the
knights of the round table
and a few of us even
think highly of jesus by another name
but when passion is spread out
so thinnly among any deity you could find
in a santa fe new age shop
and theres no threat of hell….
because well, its all good
its turned most liberal do gooders
into road kill for the right wing
because fundamentalistism
is ready to die
fight a war kill a man
destroy the planet if thay have to
right here right now
for their one name one thing
which is something
the secular world
just dont have
www.kellymoore.net
good god
holy god
take your pick
jesus, shiva, buddha, muhammed
(same mailbox different forwarding address)
or maybe the most revered of them all
cold hard cash
im back
back where i belong
lost my partner along the way (what a fool i have been)
got so sick i almost had to stay (shiva on my ass)
spent so much money (i built a golden calf)
that im back to pay the man
after surviving
the india
everyone reads about
in those fancy pie in the sky tourist books
as well as the india
that softens my heart
and steeled my vow
forging a new found
fire in my belly
with a new hammer in my hand
(dont forget the coyote tail)
and a thank god
for the red dirt where i stand
& folks that know my heart
thru thick and thin
amen
i had a clear dream
last year
moving thru old ruins and ancient things in india
and this week
it happened
the actual amazing place
was found in my waking life
but part of the dream was not with me
and so
i turn the corner understanding more about dreams
they are not as simple as
a vision or a drawn up plan
they are mysterious things
not always meant to be
or maybe just partially meant to be
and occasionally in a rare dream
the outer meets the inner
teasing us to build more
bridges for the water
of our underworld
to pass thru
our daily lives
Ranakpur is a village near Sadri town in the Pali district of Rajasthan in western India. It is located between Jodhpur and Udaipur, in a valley on the western side of the Aravalli Range. Ranakpur is easily accessed by road from Udaipur.
Ranakpur is widely known for its marble Jain temple, and for a much older Sun Temple which lies opposite the former.
The renowned Jain temple at Ranakpur is dedicated to Adinatha. Light colored marble has been used for the construction of this grand temple which occupies an area of approximately 60×62 meters. The temple, with its distinctive domes, shikhara, turrets and cupolas rises majestically from the slope of a hill. Over 1444 marble pillars, carved in exquisite detail, support the temple.The pillars are all differently carved and no two pillars are the same.It is also said that it is impossible to count the pillars.Also all the statues face one or the other statue,There is one beautiful carving made out of a single marble rock where there 108 heads of snakes and numerous tails.One cannot find the end of the tails. The image faces all four cardinal directions. In the axis of the main entrance, on the western side, is the largest image. The construction of the temple and quadrupled image symbolize the Tirthankara’s conquest of the four cardinal directions and hence the cosmos.
The dating of this temple is controversial but it is largely considered to be anywhere between the late 14th to mid-15th centuries. Inspired by a dream of a celestial vehicle, Dharna Shah, a Porwad, is said to have commissioned it, under the patronage of Rana Kumbha, then ruler of Mewad. The architect who oversaw the project is said to have been named Deepaka.
This temple was nominated as one of the top 77 wonders in a contest for the new seven wonders of the world.
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