Lets start With living Life

Well I am now a full time artist, again. Twenty two years ago I set out on a journey to become a full time artist. Many adventures have been my companion along the way. Now I am an Artist 24/7.
I am sitting in my studio that is in the side of hill, in the foothills of a 9000 ft mountain, in a small town, elevation, Heaven. I have been doing this for over a month now and we, the wife and I, have been going non stop since we started. Meaning I started. She has always been a full time artist.
Every day I awake to joy, wonder, beauty and lots of work. I had a dream and now I am living it.
A note to the world, it is true. You can have your cake and eat it to. Dreams do come true.
Love is real, peace can go on and on. My life has been full of all that you can imagine and then some, good and bad. I made it, so can any one. I am not special just not smart enough to stop. ( Insert smile here ) (There's a cool story about that, but latter)

Today I am finishing up several display's that are going out with an order. Then I will start building several copies of a new item in our product line that my lovely wife came up with. Thank you also to Nina for the "box" breaker. I wish I could share them with you, the items that is, but we are afraid that others will rip off the products. We have seen this happen a lot. I will try to have more pictures, we will see what we feel comfortable with posting.

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage to change the things i can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

"Why not me?" said the sparrow to the elephant. The elephant shrugged and smiled. "Why not indeed" he said as they sat and watched the sun slip behind the hills. A breeze came by carrying the sent of wild flowers all aglow with the day................. There was no reason why not.

Revisit of the Steam powered Time Machine

Well I finally have some decent pictures of the Steam Powered Time Machine and as mentioned in my Face Book page I also have several detail pictures of the same. It should be noted that the reconstruction has been slow and laborious and will continue as more information or parts are uncovered or recovered. There are also reports that there has been several other artifacts recovered. More on these as they are verified as actually belonging to the wreck site or Captain Bland. There is also a rumor of another expedition being mounted to the wreck site. Hmmmm. I will  keep you posted.
I am enclosing the original article just in case there are those of you that are not familiar with the true story.


 From an article published in the Air Heart Daily.

The Steam clock of Captain Mortimus B. Bland as recovered from the almost unreachable and precariously positioned wreck site of the air ship Demistictus. This clock was recovered during an expedition to the site where the Air ship Demistictus finally found it’s last mooring. Untimely and as unexpected as it was, it was not a fatal crash, as it probable could have been. The surviving crew‘s accounts of the last excruciatingly dire events all agree it was only with the actions of Captain Bland that the outcome was, well, ok.

Of course, as was reported, Captain Bland was not present to join in the relief of a safe landing. Unfortunately the Demistictus was completely destroyed and the Captain was never found. Which may not be a bad thing or a good thing, I’m not sure which. After all Captain Bland was not a Captain, as we later learned, or a Bland! And there are more than a few questions surrounding the cargo the  Demistictus was carrying on what was to be the last and fateful voyage and what of the extraordinary astronomical calamity that appeared to only be located in the immediate vicinity of…… You see why this artifact is so mysterious. Even the gentleman that supposedly assembled it is quite unavailable for comment.

What exactly was the function of what appears to be an ordinary steam powered clock that however includes many unclock- like features? And what of the eerie glow what emanated from the Captain’s cabin right before the crew heard the Captain bellow “ABANDON SHIP PLEASE!”. Although there was one fellow that swore what was said was “A BACON SANDWICH  PLEASE”. The crew to the last man and woman took the first interpretation to heart and scrambled over the side and dropped unceremoniously to the rough terrain below. Whether or not this course of action precipitated the coming events or if a bacon sandwich could have changed the outcome is still hotly debated. The outcome was really  quite a splendid meeting of airship and a rather large forbidding bit of granite. Splendid, in this case, meaning quite a site to see. Of course I’m sure that Captain Bland might have disagreed.  But we will never know now,  will we?

Captain Bland's Steam Powered Clock/Time Machine?

Detail of some of the Steam Clock Modifications on the left. 

Here you can see the steam boiler, Controls and valves and regulators.

Close up of the damage from the explosion and fire at the time of the wreck.

Metal Pictures - Evolution

A long time ago and in a far away land there was a maiden that had the magic of the mystical arts. Beauty beyond words was the world she lived in. Many came bearing gifts of wonder and asked her for her blessing and acceptance. One day a young man came bearing a flower that was filled with indescribable depth and power. The maiden saw the beauty and clapped her hands in joy and wonder. " Boyfriend!" She called. "Come see this gift that Jason has brought!" With that look of wonder,that I so loved, she placed the flower in my hands. "Where is this going to lead us?" she asked."It surely will be a places of joy, happiness and beauty." She whispered.

This is the first Metal Flower Picture! Great fun!!

Now the face has a way to see you.

This is number 2 of the Altoid Metal Flower Pictures. Throwing a bit more in to it. Steam operated? 

The center detail. This will be aged and such.

This is just starting

She was right. The simple flower has grown and grown. The flowers that it has sprouted and the new flowers that it has manifested and are still manifesting keeps growing. the latest in this evolutionary process are the melding of a bunch of my joyful endeavors. Metal art, Steam punk, flowers and pictures. The first of these grew from an Altiods box that wanted a window. You give it one thing then before you know it bam! Gim Me Gim me Gim Me...... on and on .... oh sorry, I like that part. Creating the unknown. That's why I do this. Always something new. And with no further ado here are the Metal Flower Pictures. #1 finished and #2 in progress. As you can see the power of that first flower is still growing.

Mr. Evil Wess Returns!!!!!!!!!

Well it took me a while to put Mr. Wess's last set of pictures up, last post, so you can imagine my surprise when I received an e-mail with his latest creation in progress. Can't imagine the surprise, well..... Lets imagine  that you come home and you open your door and there in front of you is a mad, disheveled, dirty, smelly, maniac, welding the the legs of a beautiful lady in you living room on your brand new white carpet..... and........ the glass of wine that you left is still untouched. Just imagine that the wine is totally untouched and that was a very good year mind you. In fact not are you not only surprised but you are now getting REAL MAD at the insult by this jerk!!!! WHAT MY WINE IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR A MAD, DISHEVeled, dirty, ummmm............. I seem to have lost the train of thought. Very good coffee though.

Sooooooo ummm well I mean that I had to bring these pictures of Mr. Wess's latest creation to you my faithful followers as quickly as I could.Which is now!

I love his creative energy that can see how and where each piece fits to create the form and shape of the whole concept and idea...... more coffee any one?......yes thank you..... that's enough.... sugar or cream.... no thank you I like it black....... of the woman he is manifesting into our reality from the cosmos. Absolutely fantastic. Simple put I am in admiration at what Wess does and how he does it. I love watching his creation develop and come alive.
Keep us posted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The DIVA has begun!

Seems to be a walk with confidence and purpose?

GOT to LOVE IT!!!

Wess loves tall shoes! Really!

Thank you so much for sharing the pic's Wess. We will need to see her up close an personal soon.

The Evil Mr. Wess!

TA DA! This post begins, or not, a new feature! A guest artist! There are artists out there that when I see their work I go " Unbelievable! " Wess is one of those artists. Like me he works at a daytime job and then lives art the rest of the time. He paints totally awesome pictures of vintage air planes and wemon's in stunning high heals, and sculpts in metal. He is also another artists that works with the discards of other people. I first met Wess when Cheri took me to visit him. We arrived out in the flat lands of Marana, read this as not nothing there, Arizona and pull up to a camper with various vehicles and sheds scattered about. I'm cool. An individual that is living life his own way. I'v done that at times myself. BUT THEN!!!! I notice automatic weapons laying around!!!!!! Things are beginning to look not so cool. Have I made my lady friend that mad? What really happened to her ex.'s? What should I say or better yet, NOT SAY! I'm thinking that maybe we should wave, if he see's us, and go home and clean the sink or something. And then there he was. Feet spread apart, hat pulled down to right over his eye's and with the sun at his back! What were my final words going to be? Then he laughed and shouted " Hi Cheri! Good to see you!" Wess it turned out was a great guy with a wild off center sense of humor, as you will see. The automatic weapons that I had eyed so seriously were, upon closer inspection, made from the parts of lawn mowers, washing machines and lord only knows what else.

Girl Friend & guns!

They looked real and the detail work was fantastic. This guy was good! So began my association with Wild Mr. Wess. he refers to him self as "Evil" Wess, not true, "Look at the world differently" Wess, ya. So here is his "girl friend" standing about eight feet tall! Love her. Also notice the guns in the back ground. Machine gun and 50 cal anti air craft gun. You never know about those lights in the sky at night in AZ. Noisy Neighbors? no problem!

Mr. "Evil" Wess and the "Lady that shot me down!"

Just got to love her!

I try to identify all the pieces! Can you?

Notice the high heals!

Thank you! Thank you! Mr. Wess!

But here is the latest wonder of wonders. It is titled "the girl that shot me down". What can I say? I am completely mesmerized by what he has accomplished with what he has used. All of it found then beaten, welded and placed together to form the greatest "don't mess with me lady" in the universe. Here she is enjoy!!!!!!

ANOTHER YEAR !!!!!!!!

Well there goes another year! WOW! I am about to start a regular blog and am pushing to post at least more than........ It all started innocently I was walking along minding my own business when he stepped up to my side. Not unusual you say? Well unusual is about four and a half feet tall. Twisted over and around so I'm looking down as he is looking up. NOT an imps face, but some what miss shapend. You know, the eyes are not in line and spaced a bit far apart. The nose is quite crooked and hooked. Whats left of the eye brows are well a mess! Well anyway. Looking down at this apparition I almost stumbled. In fact it felt like I was  always about to fall over this wildly gesturing and bobbing.... did I mention smelly! Now there is a challenge, describe the smell. Nope can't do it. Oh well you will learn about the smell. Where was I? Oh falling, almost, as I tried to avoid stepping on the animation of peculiar gestures and personal proportions. It croaked! Yes I said croaked it did! " croake, croake, tit, tit, tau, Bit sir, Bland's come eh?"
Now that stopped me quite cold.  Now he was standing in front of me flailing his arms, long and loose jointed. His face contorted into a snarl at first then hope then total fear. All in a flash then " Time oh! oh! tit, toh, slup, be time he want's see hear the winbings"  He grabbed my right arm by the elbow and for just a second all movement stopped and he looked intently into my eye's. Was that stars I saw? Clouds? what shapes are these I see? He blinked and there was nothing but blackness in the orbs most of us call eyes. " You see muck much low. Oh yes he be! Ha! Yow tik, tee!" With that he released me and swirled around and danced a jig, I am sure, Laughed with another croake and puff gone!
I rubbed my arm gingerly it felt as if an electric shock.... NO! ever bump your elbow and it tingles all over an dosen't work right. Thats it! What had I just encontered?  I knew why but what was it they were warning me about? Was it ? No way! Well maybe? You see I was on the expedition. I had better start from the beggining and then you will understand a bit better. You see I have it and it's just about fixed.  

 From an article published in the Air Heart Daily.

The Steam clock of Captain Mortimus B. Bland as recovered from the almost unreachable and precariously positioned wreck site of the air ship Demistictus. This clock was recovered during an expedition to the site where the Air ship Demistictus finally found it’s last mooring. Untimely and as unexpected as it was, it was not a fatal crash, as it probable could have been. The surviving crew‘s accounts of the last excruciatingly dire events all agree it was only with the actions of Captain Bland that the outcome was, well, ok.

Of course, as was reported, Captain Bland was not present to join in the relief of a safe landing. Unfortunately the Demistictus was completely destroyed and the Captain was never found. Which may not be a bad thing or a good thing, I’m not sure which. After all Captain Bland was not a Captain, as we later learned, or a Bland! And there are more than a few questions surrounding the cargo the  Demistictus was carrying on what was to be the last and fateful voyage and what of the extraordinary astronomical calamity that appeared to only be located in the immediate vicinity of…… You see why this artifact is so mysterious. Even the gentleman that supposedly assembled it is quite unavailable for comment.

What exactly was the function of what appears to be an ordinary steam powered clock that however includes many unclock- like features? And what of the eerie glow what emanated from the Captain’s cabin right before the crew heard the Captain bellow “ABANDON SHIP PLEASE!”. Although there was one fellow that swore what was said was “A BACON SANDWICH  PLEASE”. The crew to the last man and woman took the first interpretation to heart and scrambled over the side and dropped unceremoniously to the rough terrain below. Whether or not this course of action precipitated the coming events or if a bacon sandwich could have changed the outcome is still hotly debated. The outcome was really  quite a splendid meeting of airship and a rather large forbidding bit of granite. Splendid, in this case, meaning quite a site to see. Of course I’m sure that Captain Bland might have disagreed.  But we will never know now,  will we?

Here comes Da Saints

There once was a person that told me "paint on anything" and me being one that always does what I am told ( translation "NEVER") and am a total conformist ( translation " NOT EVEN CLOSE") I painted on some old wooden fence slat tops. I mean why be an artist if you are going to be a follower. I guess thats unfair. There are in fact many wonderful artists that do everything by the book and I love their work. My hat is off to you. But alas I am not like that. I'm afraid I am one of "those" artists that have a tend-icy to utilize a popular perception that an artist is some what different. I have sat in some unusual places sketching and never have I been questioned as to why I am there. People look at the sketch pad and walk on by. Some one else without the sketch pad would be asked to move. I once sat on a sidewalk in a very picturest town sketching away completely mindless of the people that were about. My wife was shopping and I was passing the time sketching the buildings and such. I had kind of noticed that the people walked around me giving me a respectful berth. I had also noticed the police car cruising slowly past a time or two or more. It wasn't until my wife showed up and I got up that I noticed that I had been sitting under a NO LOITERING sign. Ah! That explained the police keeping me safe with frequent drive by's. And there was this time in Washington DC when I was sketching the inside of the this big white house, I just wandered in with my sketch pad, and I was having a problem with the light on the person sitting in the chair, in what I believe is called the oval office, and I asked if......... oh wait that was a dream. You weren't believing ANY OF THIS are you? But it could have happened! Well maybe? No? Then you won't believe the one one about sitting in a bar and a fellow walks in with a duck.... MORE COFFEE PLEASE!!!  I'M STARTING TO WANDER HERE!

 

Wo, that was weird. Wait I'm an artist. All is normal. The point is that........ Anyway. I painted these saints on some wooden slats. Simple really. First you obtain the slats, I did not cut the tops off a fence! They were given to me by my neighbor who had them. Then you "age" and "weather" them. Then I sat down with a Dremel and out lined the saints and then painted them. I used oils for the painting part. Great fun really. Kind of like the old religious paintings found out here in the southwest. They then sat around (meaning not many sold) and my beautiful wife found them. This fantastic woman added the nail heads around the outer edges and high lighted the paintings. WOW! Not that's a saint! The point is,(finally a point) by just doing art, art will take you on a journey that you could never plan. Just the experience of the doing and then the joy of the results. How would I ever be able to say no! I rarely do. Here come da Saints.
So here are the Saints. They are gone now to the market and I'm sure that they will all find happy homes.

Ain't No Saint!

I love them all, I hope you do to!