CREATING THE LA LA MILK BOTTLE

THESE THINGS ARE NEVER EASY. PLANS ALWAYS CHANGE DUE TO CIRCUMSTANCE AND PHYSICS. TRIAL AND ERROR.

Chop Shop

Go to this. If not only for Lara's piece. (Okay, and maybe Donald Byrd's weird piece too.*) I'm not biased. I have good taste. (and yes I posted late. I was without computer for a couple days.)

Buy tickets here:

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BOB

Dreamed I heard a Dylan song last night that made me cry. Odd thing is, I never heard the song before, I musta made it up.

Wish i could remember the lyrics.

They probably sounded like Bob Ross.

2-1-1: ENTITLEMENT VS. APPRECIATION

 

THIS WAS PART OF AN E-MAIL THREAD AT WORK. I HAD SPOKEN WITH AN AGGRESSIVE REPEAT CALLER (AS WE CALL THE CHRONIC CALLERS) AND WAS THINKING ABOUT HOW SHE WAS SO PISSED OFF THAT THE SOCIAL SERVICE PROGRAMS WE REFERRED HER TO (I WORK AT A 2-1-1 CALL CENTER) WERE NOT PAYING OFF QUICK ENOUGH, AND SHE JUST KEPT CALLING AND YELLING AT EVERYONE WHO ANSWERED TO PHONE.

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I never will understand the concept that some of our more colorful callers (not a racial adjective) espouse -that someone could yield better service by increasing abusive behavior and harassment. It takes that whole weird notion of entitlement (that’s another doosey by itself) and adds a kick to the groin to try and get results.

I understand the stress is a factor, but it’s like insulting your prison guard to try and get him to let you out. (no prison pun intended)

Why do people feel entitled to assistance in the first place? They call it a rat race for a reason. Capitalist societies are not meant to pick up the fallen. I guess it’s based on hope. Hope that some of the some part of the system is working to help the unfortunate, just out of Greatness.

Before I got this job, I didn’t know (or expect) that so many social services actually existed. It blew my mind that someone could get their rent paid for them and not have to earn it. I lived in poverty for years and never thought to ask for help. Didn’t even cross my mind. I wonder if I would have had I known about it.

I think it’s a cultural phenomenon, where parents who know the system/had to use it, pass on the attitude of getting what you can, where you can, however you can. I just wish that taught behavior more often came with an altruistic reflexive trait, even if it were just gratitude. It always makes you feel better to help those who you know have appreciation.

Of course, that’s not part of our job….treat them all the same, do not judge, we don’t know the story. A good rule, but sometimes an Ayishia comes along and rubs you wrong.

Actually, she didn’t really phase me. But it was a long day, and the last call. By that time I was comfortably numb.

THE WHEEL OF LIFE

How I feel lately, mentally. (but not too far off physically....I'm getting old and broken)





Being broken or "braided" on the wheel was one of the most insidiously painful methods of torTure and execution practiCed in Europe.

After hanging, “breaking with the wheel” was the most common means of execution throughout Germanic Europe from the early Middle Ages to the beginning of the eighteenth century; in Gallic and Latin Europe the breaking was done with massive iron bars and with maces instead of wheels.

The victim, naked, was stretched out supine on the ground or on the execution dock, with his or her limbs spread, and tied to stakes or iron rings. Stout wooden crosspieces were placed under the wrists, elbows, ankles, knees and hips. The executioner then smashed limb after limb and joint after joint, including the shoulders and hips, with the iron-tired edge of the wheel, but avoiding fatal blows. The victim was transformed, according to the observations of a seventeenth-century German chronicler, “into a sort of huge screaming puppet writhing in rivulets of blood, a puppet with four tentacles, like a sea monster, of raw, slimy and shapeless flesh mixed up with splinters of smashed bones”. Thereafter the shattered limbs were “braided” into the spokes of the large wheel, and the victim hoisted up horizontally to the top of a pole, where the crows ripped away bits of flesh and pecked out eyes. Death came after what was probably the longest and most atrocious agony that the ingenuousness of the power structure could inflict.

FROM THE WEBSITE: "Together with burning at the stake and drawing-and-quartering, this was one of the most popular spectacles among the many similar ones that took place in all the squares of Europe more or less every day. Hundreds of depictions from the span 1450-1750 show throngs of plebeians and the well-born lost in rapt delight around a good wheeling, better if of a woman, best of all if of several women in a row."

DON JUAN

"We know that nothing can temper the spirit of a warrior as much as the challenge of dealing with impossible people in positions of power. Only under those conditions can warriors acquire the sobriety and serenity to stand the pressure of the unknowable."

The 4 attributes of wariorship: CONTROL, DISCIPLINE, FORBEARANCE & TIME.

2ND BEACH KALEIDOSCOPE

2nd Beach, Summer '08 w/ the Old Man. A painting resulted from this spectacular light show.

FROZEN HOME

FROZEN HOME from Quinn Davis on Vimeo.

Photos of the Kats/URL TEST...old website

Testing BLOG functions. Funny early Jack and Annabelle photos and video. Why not? Click post heading for link...hopefully.

TECHNO-CHRIST-NICHO

 

This thing is an absolute bitch to photograph. Walls on every side and glass covering. Electronics parts, xeroxed (use this word in  game of scrabble and you will win...) Jesus, glued watch parts, painted Nicho box. It was the funnest thing to build so far. I like working with little parts. I think I would make a good bomb disposal tech. Grandpa watchmaker and father surgeon. I believe habit influences DNA. Or it could be as simple as traits passed on from the weathered technical aptitudes of men of craft trade? Whatever the case, I enjoy taking things apart and putting things together. Too bad my fingers are so big.

I like the cross made of electronic paneling. I plan to recreate this concept again. 

In the future, we will be crucified via neurologically uploaded data. The materialization of Hell will be of mans device, and it will be virtual, and electronic. No fire or brimstone necessary. The next (form of) inquisition will be digital.

GOOD ADVICE CONT.

Drift wood from La Push can be very wise. All you have to do is pay attention to it.

MA BEST WURK YET!

 

  

  

  

  

"The key to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources." ~A. Einstein 

Well, there/here you have it. I grew up surrounded by good art. I can't take any credit for my own stuff, let alone this, which is my mothers. Ma needs her own website. Makes me proud. She encouraged any and all tendency to emote via medium. Good vibe to grow up with. Maybe my best lesson ever. Do not hesitate...just let it out...BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY...

Happy birthday Ma. Love ya. 

Q.

NIKON D40X WEEK 1

 

  

  

 

FLOOD VICTIMS

These got drowned in the 2009 flood.

I'll leave the complicated stencils to Banksy.

 

Wish he was a Katrina victim.

Already a flood victim. Too much blood (OIL) in the brain.

 

BROCKTON -- William Wood stared coldly at Rev. John R. Hanlon, his former parish priest and the man who violated his body and his trust when he raped the former altar boy 14 years ago. "Finally, the shame and responsibility is where it belongs, on your shoulders, not mine," said Wood, now 27. "The sentence you receive will be minuscule compared to mine. You see, mine started 14 years ago and will continue until the day I die. Yours has just begun."

WISHING TO BE BACK AT 2ND BEACH, CURRENTLY

Even in bad weather, this place is a favorite.

SHORT PIER

Took a long walk this weekend.

Spent some weird time here before...

Skate Decks

Points of Contention

More to come....

HOLIDAY PROJECT: Projector Wheel Clock

Another clock. This one is built into an old film reel projector wheel that belonged to my late grandfather Robert. So it was a perfect thing to make for me Ma. I still want to find some old film to put in it and let dangle.

HOLIDAY PROJECT: Hangin' On

Originally, the bird was to be wounded, with a splint or something on his right wing. Not the easiest thing to conceive, so under time constraint, I left it sort of ambiguous. The first drawing had no sling tho, so I guess this is O.G., whatever it may mean. I just think pigeons are lazy, even though they can fly quite well. This one's for Lara.

HOLIDAY PROJECT: Lighthouse Clock (Quicktime Movie)

Been making clocks out of kits. This one is Styrofoam backed (not recommended) with gel medium and gesso shell, and a card-stock face, printed with a cropped Andrew Wyeth lighthouse painting. The arms of the clock exit out of the window on the lighthouse. Cindy seems to dig it.