Painting and the Unconscious.

Last night I went to a company-sponsored 'paint party' where everyone paints the same pic; a lighthouse. Mine came out alright though I will do some additional painting on it here at home. It lacks a theme, a direction, a definitive mood, drama.
To me painting is all cerebral. It's about rediscovering and redefining one's own thought processes. The placement of a stroke, the color juxtapositions, all are definitions of ideas, instincts and deep desires from the unconscious mi...nd. It helps me separate instinct from learned behavior.

It was suggested we all paint the company's logo in the form of a cloud in the sky above the lighthouse. I was the ONLY one there who did this! I'm no toddie or brownnose, I just thought their logo looking like a cloud would be creative. Maybe it's because I've painted the symbol I created to represent deep time so many times.
I don't have a pic of last nights painting yet, but here's a good example of my cerebral approach; a painting I did several years ago that I call 'Courage Girl'.
https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/…/1914726_122035279803…

There but for the grace of Time go I.

There but for the grace of Time go I.

TIME for a grown up religion.

 I've said this for years. The psychology of children accepts their parents cosmology entirely, ruining their perspectives and the use of expansive intelligence for their entire lifetimes. And of course, they will also infect THEIR children. This is why this insane dogma has been kept alive for 2,000 years.

Learning through terror tactics is NOT real learning. It is trauma-controlled behavior techniques, aka brainwashing.

BLOCK PARTY TMRW. Jeannette PA,S 4th St near Clay.

 

I will be performing two original songs on the Baby Blue Kay guitar, then four more originals on the keyboards. The two acoustic guitar songs are like light and dark, 'Pleasures Of time' and 'My Heart Is In The Ground'. Here are the lyrics;

THE PLEASURES OF TIME;
Looking at the vistas of the morn,
Thinking of the day when I was born.
I looked like a monkey and I wailed like a horn.

(chorus)
All the pleasures Time brings,
All the pleasures Time brings,
all the pleasures of Time.

Dancing crazy, free and wild,
Looking at life like a child.
I look at you and you smiled.
(repeat chorus)

Dance, the next best thing to sex,
Spread your legs and stretch your necks.
Watch the cosmos genuflect.
(repeat chorus)

Beauty is the face of Time.
Look for beauty and you will find
someone who is fair and kind.
(repeat chorus)

If you did not win your fight,
Time will come and make it right.
Time will bring you love all night.
(repeat chorus twice)

MY HEART IS IN THE GROUND
Take the silver from the table tonight
and put a cork on the wine.
My heart is in the ground.

Take my shovel from the garden wall.
I believe it's going to rain.
And my heart is in the ground.

(chorus)
Tell al my critics and assassins of my name
They may freely slander with out fear of litigation.

She said I have a lot of nerve
and not another word.
And my heart is in the ground.

(instrumental verse of chorus)

So take my shadow from the factory wall
and put a cork on the wine.
My heart is in the ground.
My heart is in the ground.
My heart is in the ground.

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Hope to see you all there. It was a great turn out last year.