Monday, March 13, 2006

Frogs

Frogs is my new friend, he is the deep fried taco of visionary seeing into beer goggles and oneness. Frogs will tell you when and how to get crippled, he will welcome you into the cow stomach of tomorrow so you can extrude your next painting like a hot dog, and drizzle it like dressing on the salad of your wanting waiting canvas. Today I am nothing but a gelatinous blob of drastic human compost. The weekend offered much in the way of art-seeing, however I chose not to accept any art into my life. Instead I accepted liver ache, drunken squalor and Depends undergarments. I am pilloried and dying, edging closer to an epic death, an epic lament. It's epic for no other reason than I've labeled it so. It may not be epic to you. However, Frogs remains. Frogs will stay until he wants to leave.

67 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ok I see a graph and a point-person, I am deviating from the norm and hoping for the best in terms of frank communion and mass fellowship. It is earthy.

Mountain Man said...

I am squeezing the template for new juice for the cup of life and love. Who was the inventor of this type of squishy cup?

Mountain Man said...

The basketballers are a nation of madcap cripples. I am excited.

Anonymous said...

(base) is made!

Anonymous said...

Let us keep the communion bloods in tune with timing of the wheelchair spokes.

Anonymous said...

When it can have both lungs, it bleeds to the body. It is painful for a moment while spokes of returning.

Anonymous said...

do i always have to be the one to mention bile?

Anonymous said...

Please fold the turn part internally first.

Anonymous said...

overturn inside outness

Anonymous said...

frogs, i invite thee to partake of my stones and nodules. crack open my ruinous geodes to behold the way and the word.

fairy butler said...

i can't enough of the cripple basketballers. i know it is wrong.

fairy butler said...

one hand dribbles one hand rotates the wheel. hmmmm.

sloth said...

MM, it is hard to shoot hoops with flippers and a colostomy bag... will you be my coach? Or my mirror?

fairy butler said...

i have been channeling frogs this evening. i just painted a red swoopy bloody uterus. i think it might be O.K.

sloth said...

oh, FB, a frog uterus? I painted a severed baby head. we're on the same page here.

sloth said...

Wow, did you see that Jerry Saltz review of Charline von Heyl? Righteous.

Anonymous said...

saltz is a good man today. von righteous.

Anonymous said...

I want to read that Saltz article. I am not feeling in tip top form today for class. I did not sleep from 1-6. I slept from 10-1, then 6-7 which is truly not enough. I am chronicling my sleep patterns for no reason. From 1-6 I laid awake, thinking. It was not an enjoyable time.

Oh well. Puffy suitcase eyes are becoming the aging norm. Not much to teach my students due to empty brain cavity is also the norm. I was going to challenge myself and everyone with a fabulous critique but am thinking no. No thanks. How about you just put your drawings up on the wall in front of your work table and I come around and talk to you individually. Always easier for some reason. I really have the feeling things are not going so well with this class. I need to re-vitalize things and get good energy going but I'm not sure if I can. I am better one on one. I hope that is not a failure.

Anonymous said...

Good luck to day MM!

I read the Salz and was glad to see Charlene get props. But I really think it shoulda been better--with less qualifying and comparison to the big guys.

Anonymous said...

I agree, PD. I still can't figure out why a woman using gesture in paint could be considered suicide, esp. if she is over 35. Someone will have to explain that to me.

Anonymous said...

Still I was pleased she was chosen to be written about. I couldn't help but thank Edna V. Harris.

Anonymous said...

The peeps of sleep were elusive last eve. Flitting eye lights and half thoughts scared the snores away. I wonder what the first few days of rehab would be like, adding toilet duty and group sessions with seasoned pros to this sleepless mess.

Anonymous said...

Well put liver. I don't want toilet duty, I should have been thanking my lucky stars.

Anonymous said...

Yes MM, I agree. As I said on Edna's blog--I was happy about the review overall. Charlene deserves some props.
I am thinking of how I am gonna off myself. A cut to the Karate artery would be too messy. I think I'll hang myself from one of Patrick Mimram's billboards in Chelsea. EIther that, or choose another way of painting.

sloth said...

MM! I had EXACTLY the same sleep pattern last night. I call it "night wind," i.e., when you get that 2nd wind that enables you to dance the night away, only it sometimes comes on at inappropriate times...

maybe we are becoming werewolves or something.

Anonymous said...

Sorry--I am repeating myself.

sloth said...

PD, I decided to hang myself yesterday. Got a tough rejection letter... we could off ourselves after the wedding, maybe?

Anonymous said...

i am already dead. that is why criticism such as salty's does not bother me. and that's why there are so many skulls and bloody buttholes in my paintings.

Anonymous said...

W.W. please don't die.

The Capt'n said...

I just walked in the door and imediately after picking up Sheldon the kitty and doing our little reunion tango I went straight to the blogs. Is that bad?
I'm so glad you're back, Mountain Man.

Anonymous said...

pd, do not worry. i have chosen life.

mm, i am very excited to meet you at your shack. i am hoping to live out my favorite scene from alice doesn't live here anymore, when ellen burstyn asks kris kristofferson if she can touch his beard. please do not be afraid.

Anonymous said...

Worms and frogs and depressing logs of naught frill waste, the post thoughts of past actions swell and merge unclearly, cause pining and long. Happy next week all and sleep.

Corny said...

MM, I slept from 11:30 to
3:00am last night and then some more from 6 to 7. I noticed a full moon tonight(?) but no transformation into werewolf. I hates the tossy-turny-thinky deamon. Where can i get some ether? The gassy kind...
Are we posessed?
I'm scared.

fairy butler said...

i am sorry to post this here. warning. the new trainee at the beige is very rotund, like 300 pounds, and seems to start to smell by the end of the day. he also picks his scalp and then smells his fingers repeatedly.

help.

Anonymous said...

FB, wtf? That's creep-ola!

Anonymous said...

MM, where did you and Frogs meet? Did you meet on the street one day? Or maybe it was in a darkened bar? The library?

I am curious about this.

sloth said...

oh FB, this is bad. very, very bad. Especially if you have narrow hallways... the time will come when you have to pass by each other –- really awkward.

Anonymous said...

Frogs and I met at the internal affairs sachet club.

Meanwhile, I have question which is why was it not ok to ask about Saltz's characterizing of women gestural painters over 35...I was not saying that JS felt this way and I wish I had had time to go back on and say this yesterday...my perennial problem with JS reviews (although I do like and remember much of what he says) is that he makes generalizations and assumptions that he takes for granted that we all share. Anyway. It doesn't matter. I just think it's good to question when people in power put things into categories. Even if he is being "tongue in cheek", I still would have appreciated a sentence fragment that just explained why. I actually learned something from JD's explanation on Edna's blog. Maybe I am just thick as a brick on a stick.

Just saying.

Hi guys.

Anonymous said...

I will not ever become a member of a satchel club, so that is not where we met. We met on the far end of sewage systems at the planet ex-lax night club. MM is ashamed because he is not right in the head, but I am saying it's not my fault as Frogs, as Frogs I am willing to tell more truth.

Anonymous said...

So you believe you are actually truthier than Mountain Man, do you? Well Frogs, I know you, I've been to your pad, and truthiness is not your forte. Vague allusions, trite suppositions and punditry perhaps, but not truthiness. Leave that up to a real Man.

Anonymous said...

Besides, how do you get on a blog out there in the swamp?

Anonymous said...

You are surreal and harsh on Frogs. You are right though, no truthiness in this swamp. Quietude is coming over me.

Anonymous said...

MM...please don't set me free! I wanna marry both of you.

fairy butler said...

the dude is half-heartedly picking and smelling today. less.

Anonymous said...

Half hearted picking? Still very bad and not ok. Please report him to the authorities.

Anonymous said...

have mercy on the rotund man fb. he knows not what he is doing. I have seen worse.

Anonymous said...

goblin. please don't lie. you have not.

and for the record, there is no forgiveness for certain offenses.

Anonymous said...

hi mm! hi.

Anonymous said...

PD, I keep trying to sneak in. I also think I had a aSloth sighting at lunch today.

Sloth, were you out buying three-toed shoes?

Anonymous said...

Hi Krixy, the bells are ringing for you this afternoon.

PD, my vows are formulating too in response to the vastness of love we are initiating. I am fond of it. PD, I am feeling chastised.

Anonymous said...

chastized by whom MM. I will slay.

Anonymous said...

Chastised by snakes in the viper pit. Have you ever been there Krix? It's intense. Hard work. You have to constantly dodge these wily fuckers. Even my snarl has no effect.

Anonymous said...

I'll bet if you employed some of your world reknown dance movements you would have good luck with the dodging.

Anonymous said...

I think dance moves are a good direction, especially if I am assisted by a harness or pulley of some kind. The cut dance, it is time for the dance of the cut.

Anonymous said...

Dudes! This is so rad and so random and shit! I am getting married too. Got back with Carla--well she's three months preggers--but we are tying the knot.

Anonymous said...

McFarland, that is a bit drastic. Perhaps you should take some time to think about this. I'm just saying.

Anonymous said...

Do that cut dance baby! knock them out!

Anonymous said...

Yes PD. Did you know I am also your uncle?

Anonymous said...

antebellum mcCracken loser.

Anonymous said...

QUARK! Behave yourself. Go back to West Elf.

Anonymous said...

The boing boing is coming into my knees. I am breathless.

Anonymous said...

WW is coming to my studio soon. I am combing my beard with a special comb. This is unique.

Anonymous said...

that sounds like fun MM.
Do not allow her to stroke the beard....if you get my meaning.

Anonymous said...

what are you saying pd?

Anonymous said...

uh, w.w. you are supposed to be on your way....

what i am saying is MM is a striking man with a full beard and he is gonna be my husband as of friday...just sayin'

Anonymous said...

i am leaving now. MM is not married yet, therefore beard cannot be off limits.

Anonymous said...

Did you know about my deli slicer? MM will tell you all about it.