Monday, January 23, 2006

Motivational Fiction



I am posting more artwork. It is an attempt to motivate self into the upper atmosphere of finishing new paintings. Here is one from a few months ago. Also, please, Oh Merciful Goddess of Assertiveness, help me to begin asking people over for studio visits. Like UF said this morning, if you never have anyone over, nothing is sure to happen. Except by magic. But UF, I said, magical thinking is my favorite kind. Hi to you all. Have a gracious gray day and remember that someone out there, someone, somewhere, is probably squeezing you in their mind's eye. Giving you the thumbs up without you even knowing it.

And Corny, this one's for you:

(excerpted from the ridiculously narcissistic journal of MM at 18)

Now I can breathe. It's dark but light enough so I can write a little and I am listening to Beethoven's 6th Symphony, the first movement, and finally it is possible to sway back and forth in my mind without interference, all the while conscious of what it means not to be undead.

33 comments:

Split Second said...

An uninhibited dark spiral of creativity is headed your way. Open the door, through back the curtains and let this dark light into your world. "Yes" is the order of the day.

Charnel House said...

Split second is right. Darkness is the way. Emanations from the very very back of the back are the way.

split Second said...

the beginning even.

mountain man said...

Beginning. Yes. Narcissism continues into adulthood too, did you know? I bet you did. It is sharky, one must be aware, one must learn practices of remembering, of minding.

Diamond Eyes Bokanski said...

There is a lesson to be learned somewhere through my fecal matter.

sloth said...

Beautiful, MM! Is it possible to navigate a log-boat to this archipelago of mysterious tangles and bubblerocks? It is seductive, with much below the surface, as is the MM.

mountain man said...

Hi Sloth! Motivational. Thanks for the lovely description which I will take with me to the shack. Finishing up the bill-paying, trying to get out of head-place which is nail-filled with hammer-strikes occurring at regular intervals.

I am thinking of the chicken that dangles from the dark beard of night. The small toast that sits in the gnashy pubic blackness of the wig.

PD said...

Fantastic relic MM! I think you are doing all the right things in your work and for your work. You've had many wonderful things happen and they will continue to happen.

I am getting ready for the shack. It is not the best for my disease...but it is its own disease I guess.

sloth said...

It's funny, ems... the effigy's beard is actually made of nails hammered into the wood & painted black. There is some strange something going on there...

dubz said...

pube wigs for sailors.

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fairy butler said...

beautious mm! i heart those waves and the yellowish sky very much. tangle away little sailor!! you are going to places of the mind's eye. i can feel it.

i hear you on the studio visit paradigm mm. i am in constant dread and denial. cannot push forth -instead i wait for magical happenings which do not occur. it is wrong. but... can i come to your shack?? I want to see in the real.

krixfort said...

I would like to dive into the tangled multi-colored brambles.

w.w. said...

yeah, or sail into that soft blurry square on the horizon...

hammy said...

I'm loving the painting MM. I would love to visit your studio too. I like the little islands of squiggles. they seem tense and brain like. Then you can take a swim and rest in cold waters.

Heart As Arena said...

Ruleage, thy name is Mountain Man.

The Capt'n said...

MM, that painting is some good ass shit, and I mean it. I am post-verbal rt now so please excuse the crudite. Can't esplain why I like it but it's intriguing and though I don't know you, I feel that Sloth was right.

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split Second said...

Sloth has a retracto-speech impediment...

sloth said...

sorrs... the post was re-posted on FB's site.

but wouldn't it be great to be able to retract in real life, leaving no trace on memories?

Heart As Arena said...

I almost forgot . . .

GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!

AlsoArthur said...

it looks like sneaky, trixy Medusa trying to sneak up on the coveted red-egg by fjording the blue river of lushiousness. Me likey!

Mountain Man said...

My brain is a bramble, that part is true. All your descriptions are so great, my delightful fellow bloggers!!! Giving me the greasy smile in my armpit. Thank you. Arthur I thank you deeply for your generosity with tunes as well. Heart, I wish I had the same enthusiasm for the balls of the foot as you do. But yeah!!! GO STEELERS!!! Just for you. And Hammy I love you. You are my twin sickness.

mountain man said...

PD I hope you are beginning the healing procedures.

Unca Stinky's Beau said...

Dear MM:
Curiously, i see a shining sun like object illuninating the cold dark drifts of snowy waste, and behold- glorious surprises to delight and draw our hearts and minds.... into those marvelously intricate tangles which delight and confound us..

martin said...

Mountain Man, this looks really good! Now I want to go back and look at those drawings you posted once before. How big is it? You are making me want to paint tonight.

Corny said...

geez mm, that is beautiful, the painting, the narcissistic journal from when you were 18... I'm kinda blown away.

Listened to Biber and Bartok in my studio today as instructed. I loved the Biber, the bartok was harder. was he really writing music, 'cause it sounds like thems were making it up as thems went.

MM I want to do studio visits. I think we should all do visits together.it could be good.

Regi said...

The few things that I have seen of yours illicit postive, feminine, happy vibes. Maybe January is not your season. Or maybe you should embrace the doldrums of the season and let that be your motivation.

Mountain Man said...

This piece and the one I posted a few days ago are both 24 x 30, I've been working on a bunch that size since the summer. The big ones a.k.a. 5 x 6 feet take freaking forever so I like to make smaller ones to get to the point quicker.

Corny. I would so love to do a studio visit with you. In fact I was thinking also it would be fun to have group visits, but maybe this is hard to organize? Or not. It depends. But I would love to have anyone and everyone over. Please come!!! I need help. The finishing is the troubs.

Mountain Man said...

And Regi, thanks for visiting! There is no season for me that is good or not good, just the over-directive to rise above neurosis. Sometimes I can, sometimes I can't.

Mountain Man said...

PS - U. Stinky's Beau, I am going to shorten your name to USB, if it's ok with you. Hi!!!!

Bill Gusky said...

The painting resonates at my house, Mountain Man. It's shameless and guileless. The colors toy with nature and toy with toys. It's a fun view, at least in the jpg version.

Thanks for the Celan too, I'm looking him up. Finding good poetry's been a hard slog for me lately, not sure why.

Maybe I can get you to sidle on out to my studio some time, seeing as I have the same problem as you in that regard.

peace out B

Mountain Man said...

Bill, thank you for visiting here. It's so nice. I always enjoy your comments on Ed's blog. Sometimes I am up for challenge of weighing in and sometimes not. It's hard to think logically and linearly. And yes to visits is my new paradigm.