Over There - Anoto SalamiMonday, August 25, 2014
A few things have been cleared. Keen techs have kept me unsoiled from unsolicited trash, as I discovered in a vast Junk file with many hundreds of desperate daily invasions luring me to resume the completely free cable TV, soliciting irrelevant daily events everywhere, offering no-cost multiple updates for every unwanted gadget on earth and eternal love from every swindler, sinister real estate pimp and predatory moron in existence.
So I have been privileged to escape the herd. An ignorant herd, you may agree, blindly stampeding to the abattoir. Furthermore there's no need for Lazlo Lentz' dismissal for not doing Macs or linoleum kitchen flooring, nor for any personal prejudice worshiping under the penumbra of a secular cathedral.
Thusly my e-mail is protected and only when my address is precisely written with full name and chevrons around the server code, will messages arrive. Other variants end up in numerous mailboxes within my system. Or if too ambiguous, don't launch at all. Therefore no problem in e-mail and the main fundamental system is sound and ready for web blog installation. Which will be no free application since I choose to pay for all the performance enhancers. I did some serious thinking about starting an iconoclastic blog. I can easily deliver 250 words daily against the dying of the light. You haven't seen any of the hundreds of acrylic, tempera and oil illustrations to possibly appear somewhere.
Now to respond. The Featherston blog was right on. Might he have exhibited at the Equinox? The nude studies are to me very lovely. There are many neat stories on Billy. He said memorable things about the infant art scene in Vancouver. About some awful people who tried to control it. Who damaged many worthwhile artists and highlighted many worthless ones. My notes on those early naive days are somewhere preserved. Lots of concealed memories.
Carry on, as you were, thumb on the blade and thrust upwards and all that rot....