These are the next two paintings in the devil series. That's right, this auction is for both of the paintings that you see here. There is no big back story on these two. Just that I was working away on the series and these two were sitting next to each other on the table drying and they looked like the belong together. So, you could say they were born this way. Anyway, here are The Sisters Diablo.
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The Eight Dollar Ticket From Chicago
I was going to take the taxi to VanBuren St. and just grab the train from there but I had about 30 minutes to kill so I took the taxi to the next stop and got out at Millenium station. It was rush hour and the corner was mobbed with all walk of city life and there was a wall of sound and car horns and people and the sidewalk flowed like a river going downstream and instead of walking around, I just found a spot and sat and watched. Like a stone in that river, the water of people just flowed around me as if I was a street sign or a trash can or a bus stop. After watching for about 15 minutes I noticed there was a mime directly across from me on the other side of the busy street who was pretending to yell to be heard (of seen) in the mob of uninterested passers by.
I suppose in a city like that, where everyone is anonymous, even the mime needs to yell to be noticed.
I got up, walked back to the train station, found the platform and slipped into a seat on the upper deck on the train. Everyone sat silent in their seats, waiting for the train to depart. It was so quiet, you could have even heard the mime.
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Today,
I am tired and
every
path I crossed today was
full of conflict and
I am fairly certain it may have been
me.
Today,
there are no portraits of people
only
of the cat that wanders the sidewalk
out in front of my house
and
as I watch it walk alone
and slow and
deliberate and
lazy and
disconnected,
I can't help but think
that it may just be
me.
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I Am Drawing The Line Now #9
I have settled into this wonderful chair for the evening and I am hoping that the words that fall off my fingertips are better that the thoughts that are swirling around up top. The last six (or more) weeks have not been right. Where there was motivation, there is now apathy and where there is apathy there is not much else.
I am drawing the line here. I am drawing the line now.
Did I tell you that she bought me this chair? She has connections and knows people and snuck it into the house when I was away and everyone should be so lucky to write from chairs like this and without her I know I would have given up on all this long ago and it isn't just the chair but it is everything else over the years that kept the words and paints moving and it is because of her that I am drawing the line here and now and tomorrow when I awake she will be there and the apathy will be gone.
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The next painting from the devil series. Portrait Of The Devil With Head In Clouds. I'm not sure that there is much to say about this one. I suppose that sitting down to paint tonight after travelling the past 5 days and being on trains and busses and cars and ferrys and bikes and cars and taxis and going from the backwoods of a Northern Michigan island all the way to downtown Chicago and finally sitting back here at my desk I find that the only place my head really is, is in the clouds.
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On the wall to my right is a list of things to do this year and only one item on the list is checked off. I'm thankful the list means nothing to me and to be honest I am not surprised because things don't work like lists or at least I don't work like a list and life doesn't work that way and maybe the real purpose is to remind me that time and place and moments and thought are all found outside the perimeter of the paper.
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This is the second painting in the Altered Money series. I know the name of the series is not very profound but that is on purpose. For once, I feel like there is a statement in these but that statement has nothing to do with what I think about them. All of the money in this series is no longer in circulation by the country that it was distributed by. It is safe to say that if it is no longer in circulation, something has happened in that country to cause great enough change that this particular bill had to be removed from circulation. This 10 Won bill issued by the North Korean government is a perfect example. I suppose I could go into the whole part about money and what it means or doesn't mean and what is it's true value but all that stuff is different to each of us and each of us can make up what we want about the defacing of money. (Not to mention, wouldn't you rather look at a Keemo on your bills that some dictator or dead president?) Yeah, me too.
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