From sketchbook to Italia. I never know where are they going to end up (almost) a decade later.
Looking forward to Issue 2 of this high desert gem magazine.
I'm honored to have another poem + photograph in there.
This lady of the Basque, Andramari, came out of left field for me this week. I wrote the poem decades ago and she decided she wanted to be painted five days ago.
She encompasses Justice, Water, Sorcery, and Divination, and punishes liars and thieves.
•Hands of Old•
Remember all the ones you carry
that one for kindness, another for learning
one for caring, for giving, for feeding
All those hands you have worn in other times and places.
All those hands you will wear in other times and places.
for you never walk alone.
Twin Peaks is back. And with it, fans, new and old, are back to deconstructing every frame, every word, every wavering tree branch. Beats me.
All I know is these.
Made some cards to send to some people. Drawing more upon request.
• Stay Wild • • Stay Prickly • • Stay Away •
All are hand drawn originals, inside left blank. Set of 3 plus 3 black envelopes. $15 because I'm in a jolly mood.
(+ shipping and all that cal.)
Remember blond irises, blinking in the dark. The forest rising, minuscule drips of morning rain waking you in soft ground.
Mist wraps you up and you stare at yourself lying there amongst the growing.
Believe in memories.
A new publication for this old Californian Desert.
Naked skin across the dunes and all you can see are the snakes waiting, your eyes wide open still cannot reach that far behind the rocks.
Prickle heat crawling up your legs.
Will not move
The straw hats have long ago shredded your thoughts, still attached.
Lay there imagining waters so blue and shiny, to drown the crickets. But they get louder and the magic refuses to happen.
'Where to?' I hear
'Stand still... Take me where I can stand still".
This little guy came about for a short story by Caryn Davidson in LUNA ARCANA magazine.
One of my favourite pups (and Lobo's best friend) was turned into a logo for Rancho del Rooselvelt. Love that face so much.
The Cactus Wren is to accompany a short story featured in Luna Arcana magazine.
For a wonderful Desert stay: https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/3760662
Pleasure directing a music video for these guys, filmed at Gatos Trail recording studio in a beautiful August evening in Joshua Tree, CA.
Catch them supporting SKYE | ROSS from Morcheeba on the California dates of their West Coast Tour:
Sept 2 - San Francisco, CA - The Regency Ballroom
Sept 3 - Solana Beach, CA - Belly Up
Sept 4 - Los Angeles, CA - The ROXY Theatre
Once upon a time, a 9 year old Bon was bullied into a two week coma. Afterwards, while my facial bones healed, I painted to kill the hours. My mom stopped me from finishing the black layers* on these because I was going to mess up the hospital bed and they ended up in the trash can unfinished.
Little I knew my cousin sneaked the little paintings out of there (then forgot all about them). Skip forward 30 years to a month ago. They were clearing up space in the attic, came across them and my uncle thought it would be a great idea to mail these to me to commemorate 30 years since my face crash.
They do smell weird and they are making me cringe a little, but thank you crazy diamonds family of mine, you saved me then and you save me now. Also, thank you 9 year old Bon for waking up, what a ride has been so far, you little hard nut.
(*I have now filled in the block black layers as originally intended)
"Memories happen to be uncertain friends when recalled by forgotten notes. Coded messages, poison letters".
I think I would be happy photographing dogs for the rest of my life. This is Lizzie, the sweetest barrel tank of a pitbull who was rescued from death row at one of the local shelters.
The last few years have been spent like this. I finally tracked down some of the works in their new homes.
Most travelled way more than me!
Returned to London for these abstract commissions. Sizes varied slightly but all are around 6'x9'. Thanks Teddy Baden.
Above my cooker there used to be a cabinet that was only good for head banging.
Made this. Head banging no more.
Door to the yard fixed. Nail gun fun. Not.