hootie

hootieThe Abyss, a poem by my cat, hootie:

what is life but a veil over the abyss
timeless
motionless
senseless
trapped in a maze of days
drowning in a sea of years

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Birds (red whiskered bulbuls)

Birds (red whispered bulbuls)

Ok, this is the last throe of the insurgency. 21 paintings in 30 days, along with a wealth of tremendous experiences and great friends made.

i highly recommend palette people art residency to any artists out there looking to find a new place to make some art. Extraordinary setting, beautiful environment and extremely kind, fun people.

cherry blue salt now signing off until I return to wash DC in early May. Thank you for visiting. :) :) :) :) :)

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Market, Dog

Market, Dog

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Well Water ii

Well Water ii

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Blue Home, Kottamala

Blue Home, Kottamala Last night while drinking beer by the bay I met a Colorado woman who was studying Ayurvedic medicine near kochi for the last month. Last year she was studying medicinal roots with a shaman on the Amazon. Today we met at and observed part of the kochi muziris biennale international art festival which is here for 3 months.

On my walk home last night from the bayside beer I stopped in to a “bar” where 15 or 20 australians, here on a wedding trip, were partying. Also there was a group of rickshaw drivers blowing off steam after work. The two groups collided into a crazy dance party, three 60-something Australian ladies were dancing on the table. There was also a left handed guitar there so I painstakingly played some of the easy song I know on it. At first they booed, but then I got the hang of it and when they realized I play right handed guitar they were very impressed.

This morning one of those rickshaw drivers I met last night drove me around for an hour, before I went to the art festival. On the trip we encountered men rescuing a pigeon entangled in rope. They let me feed the pigeon some glucose water via plastic syringe.

now I am off to meet the whole group of rickshaw drivers at a club where they play the local version of billiards.

very interesting events.

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Well Water i

Well Water iHere in fort kochi I am staying right next to the indian post office. (My hotel address is actually “prince street, near post office”). So I decided to ship all of these paintings home via indian post rather than a shipping service, despite some sketchy reviews about lost packages. I will be EXTREMELY upset if they are lost. The guy at the post office used a ridiculous amount of tape, three different kinds. He was taping my box for about 10 minutes, he just kept layering on more tape.

still 4 paintings left to post, stay tuned…

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Hill

HillAbstract view of a hill from my balcony and studio.

Prasad and Benny are cooking me a special goodbye lunch and then my taxi comes, sad sad sad.

Still 5 more paintings left to post…

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