Thank You For Letting Me Come To Talk About My Mountains
84 x 84
There's Nothing Wrong With Mt. Fuji
5 x 7
Think You Already Know What I'm Trying To Say
72 x 48
I was a kid I fell out of a tree in San Francisco. When I awoke
there stood a coyote looking at me. The coyote had a sort of rectangular
head and it was summer. I didn't speak for the next seven years.
In stillness I set out for Mt. Fuji. Thus began a lifelong study
of coyoteman phenomonology in drawing
painting and song form.
drawings and paintings look really good even hanging on a wall.
So some people send me money. The study of coyoteman is about
how we always get confused and then get right back out of there
in the empty incredibleness. The
creek at Little Dry Creek Studio is my link between the intergalactic
non-action-hero-way and the unknown. I've
got a blackbelt in tea. But enough about me. And a masters degree
in outer space.