Fake skin, Tattoos and Experiments
|Tattoo on Silicon|
|More practice flies on silicon|
|Practice moths on silicon|
|First Tattoo. Fly (on me of course)|
I was sitting in my room, on the bed in the evening, with the florescent light on, mounted high on the wall above me. I was practicing my mantras, finished and was just sitting there relaxed. I heard a buzzing sound... it really sounded like someone in distress. A Fly in distress, you know that sound they make when they are stuck behind the curtain in the window or something like that? Buz, buzz, buzzz! I started looking around for the insect making the noise... it was coming from the floresent light. I know, lights can make noises too.. but the sound seemed to hold some urgency, and I thought perhaps a fly was trapped inside of the long metal box housing the transformer/wirs of the light. It was screwed tight to the concrete wall. When I stood on the bed, on tip toe, I would just press my eye to the edge of the metal to try and see what was there. I wedged something under the edge of the metal, and barely lifted it out a quarter inch. Just enough to press my eye to the crack. The light was illuminating the underside of the box just enough so I could see in...
Inside of the box looked like a doll house room... my eye so close to the space. In the space were a couple of petrified flies ... misted with a fine dust of blue-green, like Verdigris on Copper. The one closest to me looked GIANT. Also perfectly in focus, even though my near sight is not so good. As soon as I saw the Fly, the noise stopped. I don't really know what that was all about, but the feeling of Import was solid. It was not the only exceptional visual experience I had that week. At that point though, Flies took on an angelic aspect... Someone told me while in India that Flies were angles to some Hindu God... and thats how I see them still.
|Flies in my driveway|
There are variations, but here is the one I learned as a child:
Fly away home.
Your house is on fire.
Your children are gone.
She crawled under
The frying pan.
I decided I would do a series of 21 insect tattoos on myself and volunteers as a collection. Sending them out into the world. Here are a few of them.
|Barbara's Bees and Cicada|
|John's Cicada and flys|
I use the "sketchy" style I use in drawing as well. I hope to gain more control over my hand, but so far so good.
Now at the end of 2017, I am working on some Oil and Acrylic paintings inspired by my trip to Costa Rica. I am using some experimental techniques for me. I will post some of that stuff soon. It still looks pretty rough... but apparently, that's what I'm going for right now! Painting with my left hand tied behind my back in a way. Nothing like striking out into unknown territory to test your skills and adaptability. Shake it up!