Monday, November 30, 2015

gertrude stein

I love reading Mohammed Mrabet, Henry Miller, Gertrude Stein, and Blaise Cendrars...I simply do not think I've ever come across such brilliant writers again, writers blessed with such honesty, such self-revelations, such interesting mind-meanderings, such an abundance of love, with an understanding of art and its place in the world -a world filled with magical words, fantastic words, words dropped in the most unusual places, and conveying such a sense of wonderment...



I posed for him all winter, eighty times and in the end he painted out the head, he told me he could not look at me anymore and then he left once more for Spain.  It was the first time since the blue period and immediately upon returning he painted the head without having seen me again, and he gave me the picture and I was and still am satisfied with my portrait, for me, it is I and it is the only reproduction of me which is always I, for me.  -G Stein








Wednesday, November 18, 2015

lacuna

we new still swimming in the warm pool of nothingness
the absence still exists
no metadata transfers from lightroom
to El Capitan


ink bfs rives 11x15 

it is all just a simple jpeg
we will get the orison soon
we must

Thursday, October 29, 2015

george Orw -$5 off

I'm still struggling with it
I upgraded to lightroom 6 
I upgraded to OSx Yosemite
Ah 
I still can't get the developed images to transfer




collage rives bfk 11x15

Sunday, October 25, 2015

sign off

well I'm havin a very tough time getting lightroom and my computer to
talk with one another
I know one of them at least is upset with the other
all disguised as some techical thingy gigy


unless of course
they are both pissed off at me


so I am giving you the equivalent of
the station sign off
due to technical difficulties


photos of the yard

all wer're gettin raht now

this be it raht now
all were gettin 
the computer wone transfer nuttin else
an I cannt figur it out yut 



rives bfk 11x15  collage

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

preamble

so we amble through the pre
searching for a voice



at first it just gets more and more
tangled and dark




until
 we finally find a small light


 we find one small voice
eventually

Monday, October 19, 2015

ad infinatum

it just goes on and on. ad infinitum.
there is a bunch of writing too.
too boring to photograph.







I'll try to try to take selected pictures tomorrow
just to provide a better sense of the thing.

inside and outside

these are a few pictures of the book Guthrie made and I filled.




this next one is some page in the book


and just another page at the beginning...


and this is the cover that guthrie put on it


and here she comes...it is now one massive book


and this is the back of it


the title page...


hey I'll put up some more pages next time...I can see it is hopeless.  
I'm just trying to give you a sense of it.

Friday, October 16, 2015

the summit

Oh it is definitely weird that way any painting gets made...there is never an image
 in one's mind
and then you produce it, replicate it..
Even if it is crummy, ugly or just plain stupid,
you must first
make it ugly.


collage bfk rives 11x15


collage bfk rives 11x15

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

get out of jail

get out of jail and be free...then one can and must face oneself, eventually.  
the jail can be anything -any addiction
any dishonesty
any ruse fabrication lies 
to oneself to others


collage  bfk rives 11x15


collage  bfk rives 11x15

Monday, October 12, 2015

time -ex

One strange thing that happens
when you are older
is that you feel time
passing by 
saying goodbye to you
-that was your life


collage 11x15 rives bfk


collage 11x15 rives bfk

drawings





Sunday, October 11, 2015

the moon and me

I'm finally back.  Man I worked on that darn book for a long time.  -a long time. a new focus.
a new scale. a new process.  It was hard. writing is always hard.  and working on that strange new scale was hard.  coming up with 300 or so drawings in a month of this was hard.

and thinking is hard.  I'm glad I'm done, or almost done.  one more story.  one more quote.
then I will be at peace with just the moon and me.


collage  bfk rives 11x15



collage bfk rives 11x15

chicago


collage  bfk rives 11x15



collage  bfk rives

the receptacle

the artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place:  from the sky,
from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape,
from a spider's web.  -picasso


collage  bfk rives 11x15


collage bfk rives 11x15


Thursday, August 20, 2015

two sketches

Man.  I've been working.  But not on these.  I'm sorry. 


charcoal & collage
11x14 sketch paper


charcoal & pencil
11x14 sketch paper

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

really what are you doin?

I know.  I've been very irregular with my postings.  I'm sorry.  And these are again just a couple of my drawings that I get out of that sketch book.  But you see, my eldest son Guthrie made an incredible book with 334 pages, a fantastic cover, and Japanese binding -and then he gave it to me...!

So I am working on it frantically, trying to get started on it, to get a move on it, to finish it, to work on it like I work on everything else -get it all done at once, at the exclusion of anything else.

So I am sorry.  
I am moving along. 
 I will post some pictures of it down the line.  
When it's finished.


charcoal  Blick sketch pad 11x14


charcoal & pencil
Blick sketch pad  11x14

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

yuck...what are these...?

well today is complaining day.
for me.  an I get to explain
what is goin on.


well. these are the backs of some of my paintings.   After I sign them I turn them over and put the date, the materials I used or at least the paints, my signature, the town where they were made and the kind and size of the paper I used.


But this summer it got kind of crazy around here and I couldn't do them all as I usually do, and they ended up sitting around in a big pile while I tried to get things together.  Some didn't have anything written on the backs of them and some had no signature even on the front.


What a mess.  And just now I'm finally getting them together and fixing them up.


Hallelujah

Imagination again

By the power of imagination all men, certainly imaginative men, 
are forever casting forth enchantments, 
and all men, especially unimaginative men, 
are continually passing under their power.

please do not misunderstand.
I do not class myself as Imaginative
but as one thoroughly
under their influence.


charcoal & pencil
Canon drawing paper
11x14


Charcoal
Canon drawing paper
11x14