Oils of the 80's
Kansas City and Bruce. the movie camera and editing, the yard games, single rope bounce off tree trunk, bicycle coast, loops,

My first full time job in Kansas City was at a discount department store popular at the time but now fallen to the....Without intending to I found myself as a building maintenance worker. At this store one day walking down a main aisle this fellow sees me coming and tal=kes the possition aas if y he was taking a leak inbetween a racks of coats, even panomining the shaking off and zipping up, I knew I was going to like this guy. This was Bruce. He became my good buddy throgh the eighties.

Bruce showed me, the hick, the bohemian side of town. I once poured a bit of beer on his bare feet spontainiously and he announced there was someone surreal here. Well, perhaps I was. We partied with considerable enthusiasm in those days and it all developed into what could be called our Tequilla era. Quevo Gold. We had discovered how a shot of gold could spark up a couple of beers. We did that and we woke up a few times with our tongues stuck to the floor.

Bruce and I had a pacman era while it was in it's hayday. We played high competion games until our joystick finger develped cronic numbness. We yanked that joystick so hard we'd pull ourselfves out of our chairs.

Well, Bruce did most facinating works, great big charcoal. His work was ten times more powerful than mine.

The 80's a major painting era, a decade of it, just like the 70's.

This is one of many that I was trying to just work design as abstract without being objective. Just a mystery mix of space, blown flowers and spheres. I never was too impressed with it but then one day as I looked at it I got a vision of it as a whole and suddenly I saw a clown's face but opened on one side with the spheres spilling out, thus some time after the painting was finished a title came to me, Jolly the Clown Gets His Brains Blown Out. Sad theme. But I decided it was justified and a pertinant social commentary as in the news I near daily saw how something wonderful was getting blown to shmitherines one way or the other.

If you have trouble seeing Jolly, squint at it. You'll see that this is the very instant of brain blowing impact because he's still smiling. Either that or he has a great possitive attitude. Whichever....pretty harsh. The unplanned narative shows up out of the spontanious work. Out of my brain. Up from my gut. Violent death of a clown. Hmmm.

The Artist and the Scientist, both contemplate the flower. One points out the details and the facts in the book about the details, whereas the other just says, look at the colors in their forms; see the beauty?

I sold this to a fellow named Tim. Mr. A, if you happen upon this I sure would like a high res photo of it.

More work with the blown flower technique. Another sold painting. This one to a lady from the office where I worked.

A part of me, whose advice I didn't heed, warned that I might be imbedding moisture in the oils with my puff of breath. Oil and water; a bad combo. I don't know what the long term effect would be, but the paintings that I still have don't show any ill effects yet. 25 years.

"Evenin" Is in quotes because it's what one of the characters in the painting is saying. The guy on the left gives that greeting as he aproaches the obviously charmed lady on the right. Almost a coy, who me? He presents in his approach what could be interpreted as a sparkling Phalus. Hmmm. I suppose that happens at times. Notice in the background the stork patiently waiting to do the stork's common job. I'm always trying to semi hide little elements to surprise the viewer that looks long enough to see things that aren't right up front.
Listening to the Night.
This oil named Lust Gets a Laugh seems to be a forerunner to the era that was about to begin, the collage era. Collage at least in my case, became a collection of elements that are related but not as tight as reality. Some of my pics I call Dreamscapes because of the related/unrelated elements.

Anyway, Lust Gets a Laugh, subtitled And Look Who's Laughing

By the end of the 80's I'd set up a whole new tablefull of tools. I went from oil to water as I transitioned to my collage era.

I tried various glues at the beginning but settled on Acrylic gloss medium. By rolling or squigying the excess glue out from under the paper, it not only held the paper down as flat as the board it's glued to but it also permeates the paper fiber with the plastic and then the varnish coat being the same stuff makes the layers from the board up a very durable and cohesive unit. The thing I worry about are the various qualities of inks and papers used in the magazines where I got the elements of the collages. Certainly different magazines deteriorate at different rates. I want to get a scan of all of the collages so I can preserve them in their present state.

The collage to the right is one of the first done at the end of the eighties. The next pages show this collage era that dominated the 90's.

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