my son, the swedish hero

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no' bomomo

I did thees one at somewhere else (here, actually) on the interwebbing netsicle.

rock concert - easter island

always clicky the pic for biggy sized

More control than the bomomos, and the self comes through more.

my bomomo to you

conjunction




8416


totem


building weather with a gadget



tubewormholes - a life saver for Schrodinger's cat



first

bomomart

Hector -


Hector -


Hector -


Hector -


Hector -


K b rework

mo' mo' bomomo

I did this one "rain-soaked graffiti in an undisclosed location"

K b responded with "thursday nite art class with the ghosts of art past"

mo' bomomo

This is my "707 - in the city"

and K b responded with her re-working of it - "when the steely eyed fish rose from the water , it was an all symbols & systems go"

restoration smudgefish

Hector sent me a link to bomomo.com - a place where you can spend unlimited hours building computer artworks. I will post them as I can, along with tweaks by my friends the freaks - Her Kookiness K bee & The Famous Mr. Hector Rhendindski.

Clicky pic for biggerness

restoration smudgefish



This is a failure of format, which I had to take into the Photoshop for a sound thrashing. I straightened that canvas out...

canvas



This is one I started early on, but J played with it, and "wrecked" it. Luckily I had it saved before she got to it.

cartographer

bantam rooster in just a few pixels

So, I needed an avatar...

talking cat

places I've been

create your own visited country map

ode to the ikefish

These fish were jammed into this fence by Hurricane Ike.

This is my ode to them;

like rumplestiltskin, wrinkled and wasted,
not one hair on the chinny-chin-chin.
a flounder in the fence,
I'm an ikefish,
oh fuck, I'm fucked,
how did it come to this?

my friend over there,
comes complete with garnish,
easy lunch for a skinny cat,
with ribs like twigs,
fragile window slats.

I didn't ask for such a fate,
fuck! I was just swimming around
like nobody's business.
just one more wash of water,
please, oh please.

alice

Well, it's been a while...

But check out this excellent video.

tweaking

I tweaked the contrast on this one for fun (the bug was a pale sage green).


less tweaked, but still tweaked.


14 month old finger tweaking the butterfly.

perverts

I had, for a time, pictures of my kid on this blog. No nudies, nothing weird, just nice pictures so friends and family can see them.

That attracted perverts - as evidenced by the logs, which revealed a Google search that had the words "sexy boy girl babby". Here is the IP information;

Referring Link http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&q=sexy boy girl babby&btnG=Search&meta=
Host Name cpc1-leed3-0-0-cust114.leed.cable.ntl.com
IP Address 81.104.188.115 pervert [Edit Label]
Country United Kingdom
Region England
City Leicester
ISP Ntl Infrastructure - Leeds
Returning Visits

Scum bag.

I have removed all of those posts.

toxic love

With Crassmess coming up, the question of what to get for the kiddies comes up. Tommy the Toxic Tank for little Timmy? Mouthful of Magnets for little Martha? Lead Lozenges for little Larry's stocking? Fun for the Whole Family! Watch Baby's new teeth fall out as Baby stares stupidly into space!

I just had to post this video for a laugh. The Sweet Potatuh is going to get a new wooden spoon and an old pot lid for his presents. Maybe some steel wool and a battery if he is really good.

Have a laugh!

self portrait

I have written before about my artist friends kari and hector rhendindi, and how we send writings (sometimes inspired by spam) back and forth. It's happening again, and this is where we are.

kari started it with a self portrait in beet root and cheese and tomato and no anchovies please and cardboard.

From: kari
To: hector
Cc: dreamroom
Sent: Wednesday, June 27, 2007 5:58 AM
Subject: self portrait

how about a self portrait , she thought.
yeah whatever
get a life , art warrior.
sure as shootin'
there was plenty to beak off about
and perameters had to be drawn
and so did i.
i used an old beet root butt that i found in the compost
and an old pizza box.
it was not too bad of a job
perhaps Andy Warhol may have liked it.
perhaps The Voop von Poop Gallery may want it
for their washroom.

From: "dreamroom"
To: "kari"
CC: "hector"

Subject: Re: self portrait
Date: Wed, 27 Jun 2007 22:33:51 -0700
----- Original Message ----->

cool like the cool blue glass shard
that I found at the new park
which is an old dump
It was near sunrise
or maybe sunset
so I gathered my strength
and cut myself

I dipped a blackberry leaf
into my blood
and painted a twig
I used the twig
to paint a tree
with which
I painted
the sky

but it was blue

I must be royalty

King of the Scoop-da-Poop
Doggy-wag-my-day-care

Jack the Ripper might have liked it

----- Original Message -----
From: hector
To: dreamroom
Sent: Thursday, June 28, 2007 6:52 AM
Subject: Re: self portrait

warm unlike the yellow ice smoked
in doorways of unwanted love
which is the big downtown
in the big sunlight on the big street
I felt small inside my skin

I found a quarter in my lint corner pocket
dropped it on the sidewalk
with the forgotten things
once important enough
to be carried
across any threshhold now defunct

all the people are willing to know me
if only for an exchange
of a recycled dream
once lit up inside the head
of a caterpillar looking for the painted twig
once used to paint a skyward tree.

From: "dreamroom"
To: "hector"
CC: "kari"
Subject: Re: self portrait
Date: 28 June 2007 08:37 PM

from the rocky caterpillar
a cocoon
a chrysalis
and then a moth or spider
with legs like crooked piano strings
and wings the size of Jupiter

what was that light
that burned deep
in the hint of being
of never having been known?
or was it forgotten
in the end of the dream?
out cold on the wet pavements
of uncaring places

and what of that quarter?
what will it buy?
not an elastic sweater
to hold in the weeping heart
as it sags
and goes to sleep hungry
with a feast laid out before it

and still
in the doorways
the unwanted
love only themselves
while others care not for them
with puffs of yellow smoke
and sleight of hand beneath
the ashes and sack clothes
of the wanderers
spread thin again

flowers of a gardener

A few "flowers" in my garden.

eye candy

Just a few random pic's to change things up a bit.

Dried out daffodil in my kitchen window.
Rain drop on bleeding heart leaf
I can't get enough of this cool ruby glass bauble.. .
Grandma's bleeding heart in my garden
Cool, 1950's toy car from Grandma's store. It is in perfect condition.