some birds i copied from internet (dry pastel)

painting on ceramic

love to do works like that :)

something I am working on

some spirits from the past

have I ever told you that I like....hmmmm

for an impressionist label a copy of something that Maxime Mouffra did

what to say - new beginnings

some small drawings :)

some wax experience ...

outcasting

One beer later I got it all 

photo by L.Gedeon C

Photoshoped by me
all rights reserved
Cheers

modern day hir, hir, hir

 

Cleaning paintings all day long makes me a Jack dully boy....

 

concept of normal

Two hands, ten fingers, one mind, one soul, intention and time. That's all needed to do everything. Playing a guitar instead of a gun, painting instead of burning paintings, creating instead of destroying. I restore and make all day long paintings - some of them are religious. I do not know about any god. I like the idea of nature and I think that we take us to important in this whole yet unexplored universe. What if one day a gray little man in a spaceship comes over and tell us that god is gray and have seven eyes and do not really gives us a choice - get along or die (something we from the old continent did to so many nations like the native Americans for example). I really do not get the point of burning a painting because it do not fit in your tiny mind perspective. And I will never get the point of killing people for any cause, any idea, any what so ever. And to be clear - do not judge people by their outfits - I have my beard because in a esthetic way I like it - the thing over my head and my neck is because I wear a protection mask all day long, so it is much easier and more comfortable to wear it with some tissue between the mask and my head - no statement here (I even have some pink and blue tissue). And I refuse meat if I have not hunted it myself with my ten fingers...     

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Minority afterlife conception and priority

Minority and less and what else - afterlife? 

Things than matter :

Facebook

Google

Instagram

Youtube

RTV

INT

NT

TNT

Things that do not matter :

Nature

Air

Water

Life

Just things :

Table

Box

Spoon

Wall

Grid

Minority :

Humans with selfrespect

Humans with brain

and

ANIMALS

NATURE

PLANET

UNIVERSE

Afterlife : 

energy but who cares

Priority :

:)

 

why, why, why???

Tiers, being sad and hope (at least hope last forever) - why we think that we are the all above any chain - the top of a pyramid we made to make us comfortable - all above any thing living on our tiny planet, we are the Number ONE - why we think we are better??? - because we are (once we are born and have this untouched something) - but than - the most of us ARE NOT - we grow and we are...
SCAM
CRAP
DO I HAVE TO CONTINUE
WE ARE NOT
NO
NO NO
NO NO NO
  AND
YES WE
ARE NOT BETTER THAN ANY
SALAD
RABBIT
TOMATO
DOG
CAT
hmmmm
WORM
GRASS
OR WHATEVER ELSE

Killing, pollution, raping, aggressing, invading, exploration, (that is the hmmm% of us humans - including suicide) - love, poetry, art, gardening, love, love and love, and other things important, dance, eating, compliments (that is the other hmmmm%part) 

And all of this to introduce to you this beautiful painting (has some things to redo like we the humans being)

cheers

there is no room

Sunday,

just a sunday, 

just one more, 

blue room, still empty

eudcation, excavation,

relevation, elevation, 

still just emotion,

emotions (S)

once here

once 6 feet under

once somewhere else.

Imagination.

False translation.

Nation (what a stupid word)

Play station 

:)

If you get my point

it is just a rainy beautifullllllllll day.

 

 

 

Sunday morning blues

 

As sometimes in this very Sunday morning and I feel like John Cage and his Sunday morning blues and what do I do (the very first thing)? I do Internet, I do facebook (I will not write it with a BIG LETTER F), I do mail and than I do coffee (after that it’s like what everyone does - private jet, sex, some fancy food that looks good but taste -hmmm- let’s say less and so on)…
But before that - just in between the coffee and the other « normal » things to do - I get really pissed of about all the bad things happening in the world.

Things I will never understand (just few - the list would be never ending otherwise)

WHY WHY WHY :

people kill each other, torture, abuse, lie to, are depressed, work to much, steal from each other and why there is so many news about it and not so much about good stuff happening right now??? …
and why do we put ourselves above all other creatures living on this so tiny small planet, since we (the human race) are actually the only one killing it or whatever we need to survive?

A German singer (Herbert Groenemeyer) said in one of his songs « the earth is friendly why we actually not? She is friendly and we are just not » 

And that is what I feel on this Sunday morning.

Sad to say it out loud or to write it down (even worse) - but who cares? If we do not change our way of going on very fast - very, very, very fast, we are going down. It is simple as that. And we are sinking - the earth, not a nation, not a religion, not a country, not a town, not a human, not you or you or you, but the planet (our tiny planet in this so unknown big universe and above).

Can we save the planet?
The planet gives a shit about it - she will make it - there will be other some beings - like before there where dinosaurs or gods or aliens, elfs, orgs or just the way of nature itself. But we (still human race) are replaceable…

Hoho I got far away whith this.
And why do I bother to write this down?
First of all it is cheaper to share it with people on the internet than to go and see a psy (in witch I believe as much as I believe in ferry-tales and michelin stars giving away to some « fancy » chefs by the way).

The second one is for the maybe eleven people reading this till the end - we might survive if we start changing - like one of my other favorite singer (passed away) mr. 2Pac Shakur said once in an interview - we have to change - the way we eat, the way we treat each other, the way we live…

And I think the best thing is to start with the eating things (no Monsanto, more vegan, more juice) 
And stop fucking hating each other - there is no point - NO NO NO POINT…
We need more Woodstock and less Vietnam (speaking about the same timeline).

With love, kiss and hug
your wizard of Avignon


 

we do not have to think twice

One friend of mine who is no longer a friend of mine (I guess) said once that bloging is not the same as podcasting (she wrote it even down), since the written word have a trace and the spoken one have not. what do you think? I like the idea of the sentence used in a movie (the sentence - « talking hard » - (guess what movie?) :)
so talking hard - if it is possible than we can talk also soft. The proof for me that a spoken word can be as soft or hard as a written word is Mr.White - his songs moved people all over the world and they were not written down for the public, but spoken out and they did talk very sexy if you get my catch.
So for me talking or writing is not the same, but none is more powerful or very different than the other one.
So talk hard and
Cheers

unfortunately awesome

I know, I know and yes I know - this is just the twisted photoshop shaped and edited photo taken with photo booth and I do not even pretend that this is art. I do not even bother about pretending that this is art. In first place the photo was edited by me but taken by a art student beginner who experimented with my macbook while making a smoking break. 

conclusion: it is not art but still unfortunately awesome if you are honest with yourself - nope??? ;)

cheers