What are you doing today?

[Gabriel Combs]

back alley overgrown lots with footpaths setting off motion lights at midnight. rust and remnants of what structure stood in the past. same old railroad tracks corroding an ever red hole through wilderness, centuries of the behemoth of the iron horse intact. peepers and fireflies margins of marsh, embellishing the contrast. pick along the raw edge aware of what's growing there and how the sun filters throughout foliaged shadow in the day. feeling, searching for a place to root, a second hand stitched-in single heartbeat to stay and hold. indentations into the forest on the edge of the meadow. animal tracks and wondering just how this robins egg blue eggshell made it to the top of this hill without a tree in sight or any other nesting sort of edge to anything. feeling the sun shine brightly in between the ghostly shadows of the clouds. astral form develops per heartbeat, in sync and pre-planned organically obtuse flow of mass in the growing season. another second and speck gone back to the ground as life ticks away. mistral to and fro as it goes, error or fair weather...

heat soaked combusted asphalt cracking to dust and broken glass fragments. deranged rufuge. disturbed earth chokes up weeds and refused bits through the broken seams. wasted land obliterated by the hand of man. seed and dirt encased in brick and mortal shell. deceased yet preserved from the severity of release.

moments pass, centuries pass. we are nothing but a working title for so called humanity. don't hold on too tight but don't let go. been thinking of people i've known over the years. just about everyone has the same issues to some degree, but some people are better at hiding it, or have better doctors. of course, i've known mostly crazy artist types and down n outers, both of which groups i can relate too. a fine line between them some days, it could be said.

i think my time here is coming to an end. i may make it until the fall, but it could happen that i have to leave in a month or two. in some ways its been very stable, nearly three years of shelter, food and art making. i will leave here the same as i arrived, with a suitcase and backpack, to start again in mn from nothing. i do however have as many pieces (or more) that say this town on the back, plus a few with other states and towns written on the back. i have adhered to my goal of pushing forward with art, so although little money was made, i did get another several hundred pieces out into the world from here. and i thought i was done when i got here pretty much. i hope mn gives me an unexpected bit of luck and blessing, as i am going to need it. i won't be able to paint much larger work after leaving here, but i have gotten better at using watercolor, so i can have that to add color until i have space, time and paint. i never forget to leave the light on, the one at the end of the tunnel...

[Ray Rolfe]

I bought some deep art. I sent my brother postage to forward some mail. I told an old ham radio operator about the solar storms. I saw the circus coming, from across the street, at the church.
There were storms and hops and calls for my service, forgotten.
There were aches and pains and falls and levitation's, healed.
Up Up you go. Up body up. Up Up and away.
little Stillwater HRD?

((((((Can you see what would happen if I ever touch a wall???))))


Watching Venus and ATPH on live stream.. Great poets. Crazy transsexuals.
http://www.ustream.tv/channel/venus-demars-and-atph

The Bragging Song (the Great Historical Bum)
by Woody Guthrie
I was born about ten thousand years ago
There ain't nuthin' in this world that I don't know
I saw Peter Paul and Moses playin' ring-around-the-roses
And I'll whup the guy what says it isn't so
Well, I'm just a lonesome traveler, a great historical bum
Highly educated through history I have come
I built the Rock of Ages, it was in the year oh one
And that's about the biggest thing that Man has ever done
...

[Ray Rolfe]

Things are still going better then I could have planed, for this period of time.

Sadly, I'm sick off someones dirty kid germs, but I'm burning through it quicker then they are. Inflamed throat, fever dreams and exhaustion. I'm done being lethargic, though. I think I'm gonna try to knock it out with a bike ride into town..
After that, I just got access to a netflix account. So put me on a watch list next to the man who knew to much. Documentary nights as long as it lasts.

Saving it up.



http://youtu.be/0dVOtSFydaw

[Ray Rolfe]

R.I.P Suzy Greenberg

Gabes computer finally broke down. I'm going to make a Kickstarter for him.....

staytuned.

[Ray Rolfe]

Pretty soon, I will be relieved of all my clandestine activities and come with a full force art project starting with POVERTY RELIEF.
"Kickstarter now = IndieGogo"
Then I'm going to buy FRANCONIA SCULPTURE PARK V2!!!!
Then I might have a coyote farm!

Links ina minute....

[Ray Rolfe]

I can see Jupiter's moons from here. As it's the end of the world, I'm spending time taking photos of moons and birds and murals.
Instead of kick starter (as regards above) I went with IndieGogo, hoping Mr. Combs would edit the text.. But it's still sort of half done. http://www.indiegogo.com/homeless-ar...erty/x/1563807 It'll be up untill the January 16th Birthdays.

As always, I just post here for solid art history sake. I know there are no readers now.

I'm on my night work now. Caring for my 78 year old friend. He tells me good life stories.
He's had a hand in designing technology from antiquity. In his youth, (late 40's, early 1950's) he designed TV aperture masks for Buckbee-Mears Company in Saint Paul. He went on to invent many innovations for the communications, computer, and air flight industries. He talks alot about traveling the world to service proto-computer systems that used his companies "Core Memories".. actual physical magnetic memory. It's crazy. I might as well be from the future talking to him about Terrabyte drives, and digital photography. But this guy invented some nano tech electro-chemical alchemy methods and apparatus for microencapsulating electroluminescent phosphor with vaporized poly-para-xylylene. What?
I don't know if he's the most interesting man in the world, but he's one of them!
Ran Grandmas Marathon in Duluth when he was 65. Was the Chair of the Airport Commission in town here. Managed a Bank. Even went out to Virginia and worked for the C.I.A for a while.

Well, anyhow, I've recently done some work, photographing murals to create Photosynths for the organization, "Mentoring Peace Through Art".. You may have heard of the artist, Jimmy Longoria, whom used to post around here? Check out their recent murals from this past summer.. http://www.mentoringpeace.org/index....al-mural-tours

I'm always supernaturally lucky to work with amazing and talented people.
Happy 12-10-12. 11 more days till the end of the world.

[BraindeadAesthetic]

New series old theme.

"Road-kill Toad Apocalypse", Pastel and Charcoal on paper, 30"Tx22"W, 2012-12-29

[Ray Rolfe]

Before there was social networking, there were blogs.
**RAY note's, before there were "bloggers" there were FORUM PARTICIPANTS.**

And in an effort to muddle things, at one point in time the concept of blogging without trying too hard, became known as microblogging. Tumblr is part microblogging, part social networking.

If you want to write a several-thousand-word opus about something, Tumblr isn’t the place to do it. *If you want to share a moving picture of a little kid acting like a detective as quickly and easily as possible, Tumblr is a good place to do it. That’s the microblogging aspect to Tumblr. Then, other Tumblr users who like moving pictures of little kids acting like detectives can follow you on Tumblr so they’re sure to see every moving little-kid-acting-like-a-detective picture you post. That’s the social networking aspect to Tumblr.

Tumblr lets you effortlessly share anything.

Post text, photos, quotes, links, music and videos from your browser, phone, desktop, e-mail or wherever you happen to be. You can customize everything, from colors to your theme’s HTML.

*****
That's what local ARTISTS HERE were doing once upon a time, but the VBulletin software, which would allow MORE, is in the administration of minimalizer controlists.
The content producers became to powerful for the curators. Then the establishment would not even let full force art be created on this capable medium.
Art happened elsewhere. For fear it could happen HERE!


Anyway, the Tumblr dude is like 25 years old and worth 200 million dollars (you ass holes), and homeless ray never "improved the quality of life of Minnesota Artists" rather lived out some sort of exploitation fantasy under your watch.
http://techland.time.com/2013/05/19/what-is-tumblr/
Seriously though I have no malice and STILL want to make the mnartists platform better than the best thing out there. We now have Google for Entrepreneurs, and Northern Spark and, hell Alec Soth just won the McKnight Photography fellowship... I thought that was good...

This is just another random art world placeholder as I see Tumblr being bought by yahoo after just recently reading about the fantastic life of the young kid who created Tumbler.. Reflecting on Mnartists opportunities... We could had had some fun... Still can, but I dwell where I'm valued.. *poof*

[Ray Rolfe]