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I got a video from my old friend Neil in Australia last January, but was not able to open it on my computer until yesterday. So in return I made several small videos (show and tell stuff) to send to him, one being a motorbike ride to Madrid and back.
The below clip is the end of the last part..
Don't know about the clip, as I just looked and it does not open on my very slow land line...
A big life and yet it is so small...as most of the world is learning, a couple of our contemporary Gods have exited, leaving who is left to face mortality as it comes.
So it goes as Vonnegut was fond of saying, and so goes Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett...
I am still here and so is Ruth, and whoever out there reading my documenting this existence. Hey good luck to you as the grim reaper trolls the neighborhood.
What always occurs to me when the big icons of fame and fortune die, is how have I managed to escape death so many times in my life?
Starting with me falling out of a speeding car when I was 5 years old, three bullets going by my head when I was 13, spinning a car around in circles on a high mountain pass at 18, flying off a hundred foot cliff in a Volkswagen at 21, and the last few years on my motor cycle, seeing death pass me only inches away...and that is not even going into the many many times I have just been plain stupid with drugs, sex and rock n'roll...
I am either just damn lucky, or as the faithful would believe, it was not my time.
As for Michael and Farrah, good bye and thank you doing your best.
We had our first occasion with the new room last night. My daughter Rowan, her man Geno and Alyssa, who is Rowan's cousin from Scotland were here. We started off with a barbeque and of course a few beers...
1. On the porch waiting for other friends to arrive. 2-7. The game in progress.
Other than that, with the use of our friend Michael's camera, I managed to get a photo of Cowboy on his beloved Rosie. At some point I will do another painting of him. Then some time back a couple of months ago, an odd kind of portrait of I don't know who...the mystery soul...
1-5. Cowboy being Cowboy. 6. Kind of a Shaman vision...
Who ever thinks it is easy to do a major construction job in the same house you are living in (while the construction goes on) is not experienced...
The story tomorrow.
So how about today?
1. Portrait of resident poolguru.
2. The pool table with cat-protection-recovery-system-one.
3. The CPRSO still in place and Ross Ward on the wall.
4. CPRSO removed and RW still on the wall.
5. Optimum view of pool table (PT) and RW.
Four young guys with bigger muscles than me showed up and humped the big red thing into the middle of our house. Much to Ruth and my surprise, once the table was up righted it was actually level...on the floor I had built that was far from level...a small miracle.
What still amazes us is how big the thing is. At the moment, it is kind of like getting used to a giant river barge parked in our house, or like what I saw recently, was a successful RAPPER who had a Mercedes Benz sports car parked in his kitchen...
Maybe I will get used to it...
1 to 5 Ruth tries to make the first shot with the advice of a pool-cat....we played three games before we went to bed.
This POOL ROOM thing may be incredibly boring to the world, but at the moment it is the entire content of our life, which may suggest Ruth and me are just as boring...so be it.
But all good things come to an end, so I would presume all complicated, nasty, tedious little moments of ones existence also come to an end...let me hope so.
In short the POOL ROOM has become kind of a monster project.
We have not even got the huge slab of slate out of the trailer yet, but we are getting close.
The next thing will be to see if my floor building does not cave in?
1. Everything in the main living room. 2. The POOL ROOM at its finest moment perhaps. 3. Ruth starts decorating. 4. The view.
Being generally in the daaark, I had yet-another en-lighten-neen experience.
1. Being in the daaark. 2. Leveling a corner. 3. How not to do wiring. 4. More leveling. 5. More. 6. Almost there. 7. Shit I forgot to vaacuuum. 8. Now? 9. No, more VAAAACUUUUUM. 10. Ah, coat one. 11. I'm Booduuuuh.
What a mess! Still a few more days, in fact really probably a month before the whole place is put back together...and that is it.
1. Ruth coming up with a new floor design. 2. The old wall is gone. 3. Notice the big beam, and that is only 3/4 of it...Ruth and I put it up, measuring 16 feet by 4 and1/2 inches.
A big accomplishment in our small world.
The wall is gone. Now the next thing to do is get the floor tied together and finish the insulation to make the POOL ROOM not quite so breezy in the winter...
Ruth promises when this project is over we are finished redecorating...for this year
I am home only 12 hours and back to the POOL ROOM construction site...at the moment of course a complete mess, tearing down the last of the trailer walls and trying to figure out how to reinforce the ceiling so the roof doesn't cave in...
The big push for now is making the space more or less one big space and tying the style together. What the big problem will be is to roll the half ton of the table into the space.
1. Looking from the living room into the sun porch which eventually be one big room. 2. Looking back into existing living room. 3. Where the pool table will sit. 4. Panels to be gone soon.
June 1 to 5
I did a very small mural project down in Anthony, New Mexico. Apparently the artist that started the project had a family emergency and had to leave before they were able to begin the mural. They had the deign together so I started from that...so they called me in to do the wrap.
1. The initial design. 2. Kids begin under my direction. 3. 15 young people worked on the panel. 4. Done in three days. 5. detail. 6. Had another day to work so I got them to do self portraits. 7. Completion. 8. The maintenance guys who hung the mural. 9. The mural site.