RAM DASS 88

BABA RAM DASS

Dead @ 88

Hippiedom is in morning over the loss of their Saint who passed Sun 12/22/2019

I just found out about it 12/26

Very few people influenced me as much as he did.  No other book, (Be Here Now) has as much effect on me as it.

In the 80's I was hiding out in an office. A Thai friend of mine gave me a copy.  I would read it and have a question.  The answer would be on the next page. I was profoundly effect. I saw him once in Santa Monica, Calif.

Years passed, I changed.  I would get e-mails from his organization.  They always asked for money.  I could use some.

I'm 75 now and have had a stroke.  The time for spiritual guideance  has come and gone.  What can he say that will change the reality you'll die.

Let's give credit where credit is do.  Very few people had so much impact on me and a generation.  Thanx.

RIP

RANDOM STUFF

MISS DUPREES

OTIS

ART INSTITUTE

…..was...!!!

founded by Gen. Harrison Otis Grey of the Los Angeles times.  It was located next to McArthur Park in L.A.  It is now the Charles White school named after a former instructor.

I began there in 1969.  Going into my second years I spoke with my instructor (George DeGroat?) and told him if at anytime he felt I wasn't doing it he should say something to me.

At the end of the year I was informed that I would not be allowed to proceed to a masters degree but I could get a three year BFA.

Why not?  Didn't think I was MFA material.  Didn't have talent? Would make Otis look bad? Nobody ever sed.

Proved them seriously wrong that's why they stone wall me to this day.

THE OTIS JOKE

This originated with Nelly Chouinard Inst, the other art school nearby.  Became Cal Arts.

Frist day, first class, first lesson.  One out of ten, you are told, are the real artist.  The other nine are there to keep the doors open.  The joke is..and as soon as we identify who they are we'll get rid of them so your parents don't feel bad wasting money on your education.

Anyway another woman suffered the same fate.  She will re-main nameless for good reasons.  

Un-like me she had made enuff money before leaving art school to buy a two story building on York Blvd in Highland Park. This was what I was up against from the very beginning.

I stopped by her studio one time.  She had a large 8 x 10 ft canvas leaning against a wall.  She was in her mud stripe phaze.  Rumor had it she mixed acrylics with mayonaise.

In the upper left of the canvas was a square sectioned off.  The colors were different.  She claimed her assistant did it but she ....didn't know about it , wasn't sure,

Assistant? Such bullshit.

Fast Forward almost fifty years.  I Google her name.  Her web page comes up. It was poorly done.  Should have been a clue.

Her resume' is impressive.  According to it Otis hired her two years after kicking her out.  That needs looking into.  What could she teach?  She can niether paint or draw. Back in the day I would have no trouble duplicating anything she did.  She couldn't make something look like something if her life depended upon it.

She is collected by major corporations on various continents and in some permanent museum collections.  Very impressive.

This is her at a show exhibiting her oil crayon scribbles.

Every man hating fem nazi will come hissing and spitting out of the bushes saying your jealous of her fame and

fortune.

First off I am by far and away better known than her.  She has no imagination, talent, sense of design and composition.  Doesn't know anything about color harmony.  Her message is I am hiding the fact that that I can niether paint or draw by calling it abstract.

She sed she changed from realism to abstraction and became aware of light and space.

The only light space is between her ears.

Her fortune is her building.  She doesn't have it.  it has her.

It's an anchor on her ass, that's why she is still there

I traveled far and wide and had many experiences. There were a lot of hard, hard times. Would I trade places with her?

Never in a thousand years

Update 5/10/20

She has gone on line.  This is a company that shows how your art will look in a room, presumably to promote sales.

She is in 540 collections world wide.  Five permanent museum collections.  My, my, my impressive.

Lucky you she has slashed the price on her original paint on paper from her usual $3,500 to $2,900.  A savings of $1,600 dollars that you can snap up now in this time of record un-employment, before someone else gets it.

To rich for your blood?  You can get a framed print for $84.97 Loose prints, canvas and even a mug, and be able to enjoy her work on the cheap.  Now she has come down to my level and below LOL

PIMP

I live in a seniors home on the Jersy Shore

I say it's the waiting room for the nursing home where little old ladies are guarding empty wells from dirty old men with no bullets in their guns.  Some die waiting.

It is a microcosim of society as a whole.  There is a good cross section.  Blacks, whites, Russians, Indians etc.

There are Gays, lesbians, straits and cross dressers.

The best tits in the building belong to the guy across the hall.  They're plastic.  I was told he has kids.  He got the tits after his wife died.

Also is a guy best described as a pretty pimp.  You know the kind that women throw themselves on especially when there are white men around.

Years ago I saw a movie with Shelly Winters.  She had gone from Minnesota to NYC to track down her daughter who had gone to pursue a career in acting and had become a prostitute.

In the confrontational scene the daughter refers to her pimp as a "real man".  Which shocked the mother.  Who had stood in line with her at the merry go round? Her father but he wasn't a real man.

This is the bad boy syndrome.  Wimmen reward power and aggression with sexual favors then complain about toxic masculinity.

As mentioned a former pimp lives here.  He has that look women throw themselves at.

This person is not a pimp but this the look.

He had a older Mercedes out front.  One time he was in the elevator with a woman who was eyeing me up and down.  Looks like he was gonna' get some.

Time goes by and Mr. pretty pimp gets diabetes and loses some toes.  Then he gets seriously winged and loses a foot.

The higher you fly the further you fall.

He was in the lobby in a wheel chair the other day.  He was being cared for by an older woman who I found out was his ex-wife.

She was telling him....you don't tell me what to do....I'll tell you.

There was a wake for him

1/17/20

X-MASS 2019

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

from

THE ARTS LIBERATION FRONT

CARRIE

PHOTO SHOP

FUNNIES

BRIDGES

...don't cross 'em till you come to them....!!!

Once there was a little king who wanted to attack

another King who lived in a country the other side of a mile wide river.

He assembled an army and marched off.  Half way to the river he sent out scouts who reported back that the bridge was down.

He had a meeting with his generals that lasted well into the night. (Fueled with food drink and a few merry maids) It was finally decided to build some boats.

This was not an easy task.  It would take a lot of people to cut down trees, drag them out of the forest, split into planks and assemble them into boats.  Keeping a large work force housed and fed was a logistical nightmare.

They were delayed three months.  When they reached the river the bridge was down, but the mile wide river was now down to a hundred yards.

The water was too shallow for the boats so they decided to wait for the river to freeze over in the winter.

Trouble was the horses couldn't walk on ice.  The wagons slid around.  The winter turned ferocious and they

hunkered down to wait it out. 

When the weather warmed they tried again but they had waited too long.  The ice was thin and they broke thru.

A third of the force was on one side of the river having got across.  A third was on the other side and rest on the plain above the river channel.

Of course they had a meeting to decide how to proceed. While they were talking a flash flood occurred up stream. 
A massive wall of water came roaring down the river bed
and like the little spider washed out of the drain spout
everything soldiers, horses and wagons were washed out to sea

The remaining army returned to their own country.  The next year the kings son assembled an army, proceeded to the bridge which they repaired, crossed and conquered

the king.

The new king fell for the old kings daughter.  They married.  Peace was made and all lived happily ever after, till the new king was caught with an underage girl.


....but that's another story...!!!

THE FAN

I had a window box fan that I paid twenty dollars for maybe four years ago.

Old faithful

I would run that fan for as long as 24 hours at a  time.  I thought surely it must wear out soon.  But like the energizer bunny it just kept going and going.  I cleaned and oiled it once.  It was so old it was beginning to show signs of wear and tear.

I thought I should start thinking about a replacement

Maybe a month later I was looking in the dumpster.  Laying on top was a brand new, shiny, white window box fan.  Exactly what I had been thinking about.

I thought maybe it was thrown away because it didn't work. I plugged it in and it work fine.

What to do with old faithful who had served so long and so well.  At first I thought give it away but in the end decided to keep it as a back up.  The room is large.  I used it to blow smoke out of the kitchen.

I was proud of my new fan. I would smoke a bowl and  marvel at how well designed it was.  It had aerodynamic screens and a five blade fan.

I had it for about two months when one day I was laying in front of it....when..... it suddenly stopped.  There was the smell of an electrical short.

I'm  sitting in front of old faithful now.  

A car that runs but doesn't look good is better than a car

that looks good  but doesn't run

Form and function

A car that looks good and runs is better

FOOLS

…...it's easy to fool yourself

I was having coffee on the boardwalk when I noticed someone walking towards me.  At first glance I thought it was a woman because they had a top on.  Then I took a closer look and noticed they/he had a man's build.  As he walked pass me I checked for an Adam's apple.  It was there.

The easiest person in the world to fool is yourself....when you want to. 

The purpose of a top is to cover up and support breasts.  Ain't got no tits, don't need a top.  He could take his top off and nobody would notice.  But that would spoil the charade.

He also wears his hair long.  Long hair/top adds up to woman. What message is he trying to send, to who and why?

In trying to fool people into thinking he's a woman, the only person he may be fooling is himself.

GREY

...haired old ladies

I belong to a on-line old hippy group run by a woman named Hope.

There was a post that talked about grey haired ladies 

taking over.  I PM'd her...it went like this....

...I hope that wasn't you who posted  the piece with ominous over tones.... grey haired ladies threatening to

TAKE OVER...what ever that means..

As an older white guy I'm concerned for my safety.  Is this site safe or should I expect harassment from trolls?

The situation made me soooo...!!! un-comfortable I had a disturbing dream.

I was asleep in a jail cell when a herd of grey haired ladies ghosted down the hall way, like ominous cloud and penetrated my cell and woke me up to tell me they here to TAKE OVER.

Take over, take over what?  This is a Gawd damn jail cell.  There is nothing to...take over.

You bitches need to go back to bed, I'm trying to get some sleep.  We can talk about it in the morning.

Liten up on the sugar before bed time.

RACISM

OUT MY WINDOW

11/24/19

Unnhhh-oohh..!! Mom's moody

L.A.

DO GOODERS

FAKE

…...and/or what's real....!!!!??

(Up is down, left is right, black is white)

My dealer sold me some fake weed.

I wasn't surprised

Everything is fake.  Nothing is real

Ever meet any fake people?

Lot'sa pretenders out there.

Fake stuff is every where.

Now we got fake foods

and

fake media

Who knows what the real news is?

Make up is really fake up

and now

Fake Sexes

Is it a boy or a gurl?

Then there's

Deep fake, deeper fake and deepest fake

For years I felt pornography was ….!!!!….deep fake

I couldn't imagine so many people doing such an

intimate act with a camera up their butts.

Surely it must be fake.

Now were down to the existential problem of separating

authentic fakes from fake, fakes

Unnhh-ooohhh!!!

Knock on the door, drones outside my window.

They've come for me.

Told them it wasn't me.

I was a fake.

BREATHE

STUPID

NO SHIT

DEGANO

Found this picture of me and 

ANTHONY DeGANO 

before he passed

PRETTY UGLY

We live in an age where everything is out of wack.

Left is right, day is night, up is down and boyz are girls.

It won't be long now

PRETTY

UGLY

GROUCHO

......SEZ;