Ground birds

Ground Birds is one of a series of acrylic paintings using shirts....there are more in the Gallery- Domestic Refusals

Double barreled carburetor

A mechanic neighbor recently pointed out that what I'd used for the head on my first Junko was a dual carburetor. I appreciate the information...much of the time I photograph unidentifiable debris...In this case Junko primo's body is the enamel (inside of an old stove) and his tail feathers - springs from a retired cot...rusted metal, hot water heaters and fridges supplied plumage and the legs are coil springs. That bold look is thanks to the addition of a pair of seriously oxidized washers. 

Thornton Burgess 1923

Often I find the decaying carcasses of books (like this) in the freestore at our recycling depot...the paper foxed and fragile but the stories strongly evocative of my childhood in a forest both real and imagined. The artwork still thrills and my imagination is still roused.

Cards - ReGrowth Botanical Curiosities

 5.5" by 8.5" Cards...ReGrowth - Botanical Curiosities

SNOW TIRES

It has snowed again today

Cards...Ravens, Crows & Bikes

1.  Bike brambles

2.  Bike Branches

3.  Stolen Reflector

4.  Spoken Byrd

5.  Bike pile

6.  Reflector

7.  Wheels

8.  Bike Byrd Skeleton

9.  Rouge et noir  - the Cycles

The Crow...
I suppose he is the hardest lot that wears feathers. Yes, and the cheerfullest, and the best satisfied with himself. He never arrived at what he is by any careless  process, or any sudden one; he is a work of art, and "art is long"; he is the product of immemorial ages, and deep calculation; one can't make a bird like that in a day. He has been reincarnated more times than Shiva; and he has kept a sample of each incarnation, and fused it into his constitution. In the course of his evolutionary promotions, his sublime march toward ultimate perfection, he has been a gambler, a low comedian, a dissolute priest, a fussy woman, a blackguard, a scoffer, a liar, a thief, a spy, an informer, a trading politician, a swindler, a professional hypocrite, a patriot for cash, a reformer, a lecturer, a lawyer, a conspirator, a rebel, a royalist, a democrat, a practicer and propagator of irreverence, a meddler, an intruder, a busybody, an infidel, and a wallower in sin for the mere love if it. The strange result, the incredible result, of this patient accumulation of all damnable traits is, that he does not know what care is, he does not know what sorrow is, he does not know what remorse is, his life is one long thundering ecstasy of happiness, and he will go to his death untroubled, knowing that he will soon turn up again as an author or something, and be even more intolerable capable and comfortable than ever he was before.
Mark Twain - Following the Equator 

  

Cards...Byrds, Bees and Etcetera

This series is printed on a cream manila card stock 

and fits a 6" square envelope.

Cards...PAX pax PAX...holiday greetings

these are a couple of cards from last Christmas...I'm in the process of building some new ones for the returning silly season...below are some of the new arrangements...

 

 

Rave on

"Rave on John Donne, rave on thy holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages
In the moss borne dark dank pools

Rave on, down through the industrial revolution
Empiricism, atomic and nuclear age
Rave on down through time and space down through the corridors
Rave on words on printed page"  Van Morrison

Quail fabricata

Quail fabricata...a covey made from textiles photographed at our Free Store. Thanks to the folk who donate their fabric remnants and garments and especial thanks to the volunteers who sort through boxes and bags full every week. Besides building a great, ever changing collection of second hand clothing, free for the taking, this supplies quilters and other textile artists with a remarkable variety of material. Though I have not been sewing lately, just photographing the cloth and dressmaking paraphernalia, (buttons, zippers, measuring tapes and old patterns) gives me much to work with.

Dead runner beans

Off road melons

some Melon illustrations

the melon thief

 Melons...Off Road and sometimes on again

the hostas are dying

The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity. Dorothy Parker


GALLERY of BOTANICAL ABSURDOS

Rio raven mariposas

One day at closing time some boxes of south american artifacts appeared ...the rain arrived simultaneously...My photos show raindrops and lowering skies, extraordinarily blue butterfly wings piercing  the dull and dusty glass...dramatic black and white wings...the old inlaid wood tray serving up a fragile fantasy of exotic flight...