Showing posts with label Mikey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mikey. Show all posts

Thursday, July 9, 2020

Name the dog

follansbee, backyard, circa 1980
"chien, jardin , buisson" acrylic, 11 x 15 "
Was ma s dog ‘zero’

Friday, June 12, 2020

Hey!

Need to know the weed...
from a few feet away..
close up
 do you know what these are?  they seem to encompass a green plant or clump of grass.  very fine strands or lines of fragile purple, almost like a web.

Friday, May 22, 2020

100 trees in memoriam for Mikey

Friends of the family are having a 100 trees planted in a national forest by donating to the Nationsl Forest Foundation....a living gift!




Friday, May 15, 2020

Forged rothko painting

ZHITTY FAKE ROTHKO SELLS FOR 8.3 MILLION DOLLARS



Domenico De Sole took the stand in U.S. District Court in Manhattan recently, testifying in front of the fake Rothko that he purchased at the Knoedler Gallery in 2004 for $8.3 million. De Sole, along with his wife, is suing Knoedler, its former president Ann Freedman, and the gallery’s holding company 8-31 for $25 million in damages.

Saturday, May 2, 2020

Mikey's work


Painted from a Photograph



Thursday, April 30, 2020

Laugh ur a off - Key and Peele

Joan Rivers maintained that ANY topic or subject could be the subject of a joke - if it's funny.  Check out this video from Key and Peele.  If you dont laff I'll give you a refund.

east/west college bowl; key and peele


Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Mikey


                                   Hail to thee, blithe spirit


Like a Poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:


See you on the flip side, Mike

Thinking of you Mikey

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.

Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.

All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

-by-henry-scott-holland

R.I.P Mikey

at 5:50 am. EST a great man made his way to heaven
 Award winning painter, author, great intellect, devastating humorist, Vietnam vet.....most importantly father,  brother.

We are joyous at the end of your suffering now the years to mourn begin

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Today's Puzzler - Karma-lade?

Time's running out so I gotta make all the amends I can as quick as I can..  So far this year I've helped a rabbit, a crawdad, a spider, and a stink bug.

In the act of strolling around a field, hitting an occasional golf ball, mostly doing lollygagging reps for exercise, I came across a crawdad, about 4 inches long. tearing ass at crawdad speed of about a half inch for every step.  Puzzled was I because it was in the middle of a field, 300 yards from the nearest stream, and no one else around.  How did it get there; what was it doing?  Were you dropped by a bird not strong enough to carry you?  Were you released by some kid who let you loose in the parking lot - if so it must've taken all night to get where you were. Do birds like crayfish?  Perhaps sucked into a small twister then falling from the clouds?
The field is pretty barren; some weeds and scrub, recently brush hogged.  Can't explain how you got there but you sure was tearing ass like you knew where you were headed.
My first sad thought was good luck bub; you are nowhere close to anything - you're in the middle of nowhere - you're doomed.
I hit a few more golf balls then thought more about the crayfish.  I checked and it was still inching its way across the vast wasteland.  I admired that but it was fruitless I thought.  Karma reared its bald head and I felt compelled to try a rescue.  I put it in my cap and carried it several hundred yards (at great inconvenience) to the nearest small stream or "crick".  I let it go in the tall grass nearby and wished it well.   "Adios amigo".  I'm sure it would reach running water; and probably have to fight for its life to grab some turf from the resident crawdads, but I did my bit.  Now it was up to it.

Still I wonder how it got to be in the middle of an open field nowhere near water..

Monday, March 9, 2020

Art

‘The more words there are on a gallery wall next to a picture, the worse the picture.’  - Flaubert



Thursday, September 26, 2019

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Monday, June 17, 2019

Made in the UK; Vincent Black Lightning

Fastest in the World at the time (circa 1948)

Thursday, June 13, 2019

Thursday, June 6, 2019

Recipe for Lo-calorie desert

If this all you're going to eat for a day, have 10 of these, but no more.

Wednesday, June 5, 2019

lego, from the Danish phrase leg godt, which means "play well".

i've been a big fan since my kids were little.  The Hawking lego reminded me of this pet snail from the movie "Mary and Max (voiced by Seymour Hoffman)".  Max has three snails, all named after famous scientists.

Monday, May 20, 2019

From the Sept 1 issue of the Journal of Amazing Archaeology (advanced copy)

From the Maoi Hilltopper 1973 Annual (GO STAIDS!) as published in JAA

Voted Best Smile, Most Popular -  Tarataku