Daily Keemo. 7.5. A Closed Door Doesn't Mean Something To Everyone

A Closed Door Doesn't Mean Something To Everyone
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A long time Keemo collector sent me an email last week mentioning that her car had been broken into and everything in it was stolen. I had that happen once and it just, well, sucks. (Not sure how else to say it) Well, after a couple emails back and forth, I thought I would do a little portrait of the above mentioned, you-know-what, in hopes it brought a little smile back to her. With that...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 7.1. Sales Is Sales Is Sales Is Sales

Sales Is Sales Is Sales Is Sales
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A lot of stuff happens on this intersection. I drive through it five days a week. I have seen car accidents. I have seen police with their guns drawn, pointing them at one of the buildings. I have seen drug transactions through the window of a car waiting at the red light. I see the same lady at the bus stop on the corner as I drive through each morning on my way to the place that takes way too much of my time. Today, it was a preacher on the corner in a very nice suit and his face was red and sweating from the 90 degree heat of the afternoon but he didn't look uncomfortable as he "had the good Lord to keep him cool" as I overheard him saying from the sidewalk. I thought about that for a second and thought what a lucky man he was that "the good lord" kept him cool but it was hard to believe that it was true as the heat came in through the window and carried his words into the car made me hot and uncomfortable and wanting for the traffic to start moving again so the air would start to swirl. A lot of stuff happens at this intersection and his suit was very nice. ...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.29. Realizations Are Always The Result Of An Equation

Realizations Are Always The Result Of An Equation
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A painter in Michigan is working on a warm Saturday afternoon. A ninja linocut on an advertisement from 1870. The painter in Michigan pauses as he does the math and then exclaims, "Holy mackeral that is 139 years old!" Extra care is then taken with the orange watercolor to not rip through the old paper. It dries on a table in the backyard under the afternoon sun... Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.26. It Is Ok To Sit And Be Fine With It

It Is Ok To Sit And Be Fine With It
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It was a beautiful day yesterday and it was Sunday and we hung around the house and the ladies were reading outside on a blanket in the grass and I had taken the paper and paints out to the table and the ice cubes melted in no time and it was hard to believe it was Michigan that we were laying around in and there where big clouds in the big sky and I looked over and the way she was laying looked like there was grass sprouting out of her hair and I was trying to come up with things to paint and it seemed like a good choice and everything seemed like a good choice then and the pen hit the paper and then the paint and then it was complete...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.25. Two Original Keemo Linocuts

Two Original Keemo Linocut Paintings
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Well, it was time for a change. I am one of those people who genuinely believes that change is good. That isn't to say there isn't value in tradition or patterns but embracing change will lead to much more than the comfort that you get from the predictability of doing the same things over and over and over. From experience, I can guess exactly what a brush will do when I cover it in orange and move it across the paper. You do something enough and you just know. This is what lead me to the new linocuts series. I just needed something new. Carving the linolium blocks for these prints was something I had not done in years (15 maybe?) and it was nice to not really know what the outcome was going to be and it was just fine to be satisfied with whatever the outcome was because during the process it IS ALWAYS about the process and never about the product and the value in that process is never translated into the value of the finished piece and like usual I guess I am starting to write about more than just painting and the creative process but also about our days and nights and the time we have to move around this place and we all have the choice to stick with what we know or try a new path. Here is to trying the new path... Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.24. Portrait On A Paris Postcard #19

Portrait On A Paris Postcard #19
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Well, I thought the Paris postcard series was over but I was going through a pile of papers and found a few more of these cards that got stuffed between pages of an old magazine. However, #19 (this one) is the very last one and this series is over. This postcard is from a group of photos taken in Paris during the 1920's. This one in particular is called "Paris Nightlife". All the postcards are very Paris and they make me want to travel and get out of the US for a while and see the other parts of the world where things are new and even simple things are filled with wonder. With that, here is to the last of the "Paris Postcard" series and the 19th in the series ... Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.22. Where You Are And Where You Have Been Are Not Always Different Places #1.

Where You Are And Where You Have Been Are Not Always Different Places #1
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This painting has been staring at me right in the face and I didn't even see it. (Lots of things are right in front our faces all the time and we don't see them, I suppose.) Anyway, I spend alot of time painting on stuff that I find or that is on its way the recycle bin or just has special meaning or any number of other reasons and it just made sense that my own postcards would eventually be given the same treatment. So, with that, here is the first of the series... Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.17. Not So Old Time Sake #2.

Not So Old Time Sake
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Wednesday night, listening to Pandora, painting some ACEOs for (not so) old time sake. Listening to a Ratatat station with others like Dosh, The Octopus Project, Mute Math and others sliding through the playlist. This all stemmed from a discussion earlier with 16 year olds after hearing "Blue Monday" and they said, "Who is that?" and I felt old once again and this seems to be happening more and more. The good thing is it was a question of real interest and not one of disgust as in what is this old fogey crap. (I must be doing something right as a parent, right) Anyway, just good fun and good music and a little painting to go along with it all...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.16. Not So Old Time Sake

Not So Old Time Sake
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Wednesday night, listening to Pandora, painting some ACEOs for (not so) old time sake. Listening to a Ratatat station with others like Dosh, The Octopus Project, Mute Math and others sliding through the playlist. This all stemmed from a discussion earlier with 16 year olds after hearing "Blue Monday" and they said, "Who is that?" and I felt old once again and this seems to be happening more and more. The good thing is it was a question of real interest and not one of disgust as in what is this old fogey crap. (I must be doing something right as a parent, right) Anyway, just good fun and good music and a little painting to go along with it all...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 6.15. I Was Late Again Tonight

I Was Late Again Tonight
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I was late again tonight. I was late last night too. Dinner had already been eaten and dishes were put away and mail had been opened and everyone was already caught up on their days activities and then I stroll in and everyone is winding down and I sit at the counter in the kitchen and eat leftovers and page through a magazine that came in the mail today and I notice there are only a couple lights on and I appear to be the only one making noise around the house. It's now 11:30 and it's quiet and this bright yellow paper was on my desk and it just seemed perfect in the dimly lit house. While drawing on these yellow stripes, I thought how I was not going to be late tomorrow and miss out on the life that was going on while I was away. I guess, with that...Enjoy!

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