Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Painting up & down equatorial beaches




Found a nice place to live in for a while. Will see how things unfold. Enjoy the view.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

November's Plans

Galapagos skreet-art, i love you

I'll be back in Quito next month, but don't think I'll be able to stay for long.

I plan to head off into the jungle unless some amazing painting opportunity or desert shaman calls me first. I plan to go as deep as I can in search of a master trying to make up my own lesson.

Yeah, so hopefully that's a smooth phase transition. And you? What're your plans?

I've recently discovered that - indeed - Ecuador does have some of the best colours this world has to offer.

Unfortunately, some people don't understand that nature's greens are beautifully healing and that replacing them with bricks and cement and combustion engines is but an evil fever-dream from past nightmares of mad men.

Well, open up a new dream for them if you can, and if you can't, learn and grow.

Little hug, big hug, little hug, little kiss, big kiss.

Right now at this #moment #galapagos #graffiti #sexy #streetart #style #ecuador #love

Friday, October 11, 2013

Galapagos Magic!

Hello there!
I'm currently on the Galápagos isles. I mostly live on a magic turtle farm in the highlands of Santa Cruz. I'm not kidding.
Internet's a bit slow here, so you probably won't hear from me till 2014 :)
#turtle #painting #art with sleepy #cat

I can post stuff on Instagram (it's slow and crappy, but it's a slow internet isle). Anyway, I will try to upload some of my art there.

Check it out!

What else is new, you ask?
My Raccoon-Cats are comin' to a store near you. I have books & various toys that are being made in China. Also, not kidding. 

Wish I could say more, but I'm busy doin stuff :)


Peace!
Love!
Enjoy!

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Real changes - and your ability to make them

"Quantum mechanics clearly shows that nothing can be predetermined, no matter how events may appear. Not only is ours a small world, it is a Zen world after all. You may object and claim that you can't change because people remember how you are, that you are powerless to change anything. But the indivisible quantum of shapable action proves you wrong.
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Even our concept of memory needs revision. The unrelentless quantum shows that the past as well as the future, is created. There is no past. There is no future. We create both, continuously and in unpredictable ways. This is it. There are no hidden messages. If, for only an instant, you sense this overwhelming fact of your existence, it will alster your future now as you hold this book in your hands. You can't help but sense a feeling of power. No one knows you. You know no one."
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"Taking the Quantum Leap" - Fred Alan Wolf
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I stole this book from a library as a teenager. Found I still love it.  :) Andes
I have altered the past once, the future, zero times.
The Great Awakening: The Key is in the Stars

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Birds singing/ in the dark/ -Rainy dawn. -Jack Kerouac

Birds singing/ in the dark/ -Rainy dawn. -Jack Kerouac
Birds singing/ in the dark/ -Rainy dawn. -Jack Kerouac
_Loaf_.

I left some art here, the lady & I may have been friends in a past life, but, even now, nothing is more beautiful than the mountains in the distance.



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Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Spirit of an Age

It is a psychological fact that the artist has at all times been the instrument and spokesman of the spirit of his age. His work can be only partly understood in terms of his personal psychology. Consciously or unconsciously, the artist gives form to the nature and values of his time, which in their turn form him.

Almost anywhere

Inner Vision of Man

The Spirit of an Age


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Monday, March 14, 2011

Gardening with one dead skunk


After collecting a few hundred gallons of chicken shit to help someone with their garden, we came across this poor fellow in the middle of a highway. So, what else to do other than put the skunk in the car with us so as to use its unfortunate demise to kick start a compost pile which will later serve as added soil for a secondary garden. This compost pile is composed of, from the ground up, leaves, newspaper, food waste, 1 dead skunk, chicken shit, another layer of food waste, and leaves. A healthy human's urine is added to speed the process along... Ever try driving in a car with hundreds of gallons of chicken shit and a dead skunk?
Dead Skunk
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Permaculture
Sketchbook
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Chickenses! - like 80,000 or so

Support the Farm Workers!
When are we going to start treating people and animals with respect and lean the slightest bit away from this soulless economic model where everyone and everything is an "economic unit?"
80.000 baby chickens
80.000 baby chickens
Chickenses!
Chickenses!
Dumping them from a moving truck, one hundred chickens per basket, have you ever wondered what one hundred baby chickens hitting the ground sounds like?

If you've ever loved the industrialization of modern man as much as me, you'd be at home here. The air burns your throat and eyes if you've never been exposed to it before. And later, as they mature the air inside the houses gets worse, becoming almost corrosive to your skin and clothing. But if you can learn to love it, it's absolutely beautiful! Sure, it may taste like water, but what food these days doesn't?

The chicken that you eat today will live for approximately 8 weeks. Any longer and it's hormone-induced weight, will have long since crushed its legs, forcing it to starve to death on the floor which, by then will be so thick with feces and urine as to almost drown a chicken or (because of the ammonia) burn its eyes and lungs out before it would have time to starve to death.

Chicken House
Here you see about 20,000 chickens at about 4 weeks of age.

And then you see what it looks like at harvesting time; 8 weeks of age.
Chicken
Los Cachadores
"Los cachadores" are the ones that catch the chicken. And when this goes on it goes so fast & the air of the place becomes thick with the fine particulate matter generated by the machines carrying the cages in and out. It's impossible to see, it's hot, and the smell both burns and permeates your entire being. The process has been made so fast that sometimes their very bodies are pulled apart.

Chicken
Factory Style

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Saturday, January 15, 2011

Thursday, November 4, 2010

A Cabin in the Woods





I guess I'm in the market for a banjo these days.

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Saturday, May 1, 2010

Collage

... and then i felt a little drunk.
... and then I felt a little drunk.

This is it!

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Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!


Neuköln


Friedrichshain

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Monday, December 7, 2009

Breakfast


Been doing this thing for some years where I take pictures of what I eat about once a week. One of these was in Ecuador, the other in Germany.

Monday, September 14, 2009