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larry

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HEY FOLKS, MY BLOG IS DEEP IN CONTENT SO GO AHEAD AND USE THE HISTORY TOOL GIZMO THING AND CHECK OUT THE EARLY POSTS TOOL. There's plenty of photo's of artwork in the pic section.mercy will it be served? on a plate? ahhhhhhh maybe a bowl eh? i've been barking around the wrong crockery pissing up the wrong ropes (though how could i tell through the trees?) How did you come by it anyway? Do you raise it, like in a little pen? or something? Does it cost much? Is it messy when you fillet it? How do you kill it? Not gun's. no,no i wouldn't think so... Can you can it? Not many people do it can anymore. It's a shame don't you think? All that taking away and letting go you didn't let it go did you? I suppose you clubbed it then? Like a cloud shaped like a little too much like a good idea - like the idea of giving...you can spare some can't youi write improvisationaly mostly abstractly, i paint improvisationaly mostly organically, i hope you enjoy your visit, i hope you come back, i hope you send your friends and enemys..,..,.,... be as well as you wish... wish as well as you can, and drop one for the world while you're at the well won't you? thanks, larry

My Interests

things that take a little unraveling in order to put together Come visit my store on CafePress! You can see my paintings in Leena Hannikainen-Lee's extraordinary shop and gallery space, 'Yesterdays Blossoms Flower Shop', where i'm artist in residence. You would be hard pressed to find a more creative floral sculptress, designer,architect, artist than Leena. I thank Leena and her husband Bob for giving my paintings a home. 275 Theater Alley Medford, OR 97501 phone 541-772-3484 "http://www.yesterdaysblossoms.com/index.htm"

I'd like to meet:


THERE'S A BIG BLUE FLOWER OF A GIRL whose petals lilt mightily in the mist of a coastal morning fog fog draping her entirely on her tiny rock shelf in her tiny place on this tiny planet in this vast vast universe vast as whole oceans the oceans and oceans from everywhere and the mist lay early on the land and disappears again as the day gets lighter mist retreats to the sea to restock to remember for another day for tomorrows meeting with my big blue flower of a girl but today yet she must still begin she begins to lift by magic it seems since the droplets still ride upon the veins of her flesh though now they are jewels pearls and diamonds and rubies and all the kinds of beautiful the ocean has left for her and i see how little i can give how little i have how little i feel in the face of this big blue ocean this big blue beautiful flower the terrible crashing of waves her roots wrenching apart this rock face for herself for her survival for she lives with the knowledge the ocean has remembered from all its journeys through land and time all the knowledge the ocean has for her and sprinkles on her every morning so she doesn't forget she must dig the rest of the day she must turn her full glory to the sun and drink her roots to the center of the earth and drink she must live that day through and the rest then that night no matter no matter because she remembers what knowledge feels like she remembers the weight the almost suffocating completeness of it she remembers how little by the end of the day she's managed to retain of it and she sleeps hard for tomorrow will come and she will have another go at learning and she knows how hard it is how so very very hard to shake off the excess to rise all the way up and through everything she already knows in order that she might have a few new shiny jewels to wear through the day the sorts of jewels that entice her beauty to expose itself joyfully utterly and freely and only i know that tomorrow will not come for my big blue beautiful flower i know her living today right now is her life her whole entire life but i will never tell tell her all the knowledge in the world can't save her when her friend the ocean remembers how far it can reach and reaches a little farther than that just as it told my big blue beautiful flower and i will return when the storm is over and she will be gone and it won't be the first time and it won't be the last time what i claim as mine the beauty and joy and struggles of a life on a little rock ledge near the ocean my teacher my guide and i too will carry away from that ocean a little glimmer of knowledge a reminder if you will that nothing i know can save my big blue beautiful blue flower and it doesn't really matter...................................................... ...........................

Music:

most music... Tom Waits...Lucinda Williams...Captain Beefheart...Gentle Giant...Miles Davis...Theloneous Monk...Loverboy...PatiSmith .. Come visit my store on CafePress!...VU...George Jones...Grahm Parsons...The Gits(z)? ...Nirvana...meat puppets...Deep Purple...Rocky Erikson...13th Floor Elevators...Kate Wolfe(sp?)...Enya...huh, i remember some i guess... oh and, MinuteMen...Sam Cooke...Beck...Sonny Landrith...Chris Thomas King...The Beatles...The Animals...The Band...Merle Haggard...Tom T Hall...Jimmy Dale Gilmore...Steve Earl...Joe Ely...Prefuse 73...X...King Crimson...Richard Thompson...John Lennon...George Harrison...Lenny Bruce...Richard Pryor...Wipers...David S. Ware...Ramones...Sex Pistols...Fred Niel...Townes Van Zandt...Public Enemy...Bootsy Collins...Vs....Outkast...Wire...John Zorn... New York Dolls...Parliment...Doc Watson... The fact is i know people who know music and i thank them for their introductions while begging their forgiveness for even mentioning the above like i know what i'm talking about.

Movies:

fantasia.. and others 2001... and others Brazil... and others

Television:

Nova... and others Taxi... and others Mash... and others the old wide world of sports in other words i don't watch much

Books:

we can talk about it if you are really interested Dostoevsky, Camus, Haruki Murakami, Calvino, Kerouac, Carver, e.e. cummings, Inada, Elliot, Roberto Juarroz, Roethke, Whitman, Williams, Strunk and White, ... libraries i can't begin to recall... Barthelme, Barth, Hemingway, Mann, Mann, Mann, sorry drifted off there for a second...oh well, next time - 'O yeah Patchen, Miller(Henry)

Heroes:

What happens when everyone is a hero and every action is heroic? ..

My Blog

so...

there are two ways to wake upto begin orto end
Posted by larry on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 10:42:00 PST

some shit before i step into the rain

it seemsno amount of wisdom can kill the painno amount of wisdom can stop the fearno amount of wisdom can cure the illno amount of wisdom can change you nor the poornor the richnor the selfiishnor the...
Posted by larry on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 10:34:00 PST

nuthin’ wrong with that

never the less the story went on              you see (I didn't)              several peop...
Posted by larry on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 12:03:00 PST

i didn’t lose you, no...

compost, I     who's allergic to the weeping willow who's tears flow for no reason  connected to this good season who's fort is that exposed now by the lay of the land sinking slowly...
Posted by larry on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 11:30:00 PST

how much faith?

fire       nothing but the inevitable fire can finish the trial of true martyrs end the turmoil of less urgent souls  pacify the petty tirants of all todays for the momen...
Posted by larry on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 05:49:00 PST

why why is why not why or...

food& ?..: ring, ring      ring around this and watch the center fall out      ring around this and wonder what this is then maybe it's a donut hole if so & ...
Posted by larry on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 10:48:00 PST

i remember those conversations

about never having children about how even marriage seemed unlikely about wanting something different about how scary wanting is   i remember the times when love overtook you and when it...
Posted by larry on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 10:11:00 PST

its a freespool damnit - i dont know anymore than you

fox, coyote, and me   sometimes there appears to be twogrey fox out my window my door in my dreams there is only one i know no pagan lorenor indigenous link that might explain its presence t...
Posted by larry on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 12:59:00 PST

freespool on romance

poetman please   poetman paint me a picture of a board walk like in the cannery days on any golden coast let me smell the salt and barnacles of the doctor's sample collectors - an anemone for whi...
Posted by larry on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 11:04:00 PST

slowly free-yetspooling

  100% 2:31_m. it has come to my attention the above is meaningless, yet there it is slow car    vast corner sweeping surging drawing out a final     chapter fo...
Posted by larry on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 03:22:00 PST