Showing posts with label Beautiful. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beautiful. Show all posts

28.1.08

"... Hombre en botella "



28.01.08
Uvieu,España

...This needs no comment...or no ?



Be well todo mundo,

J. Level

painting: " Hombre en botella " 70x60 oil on linen whereabouts, saddly, "unknown". Huh.

30.12.07

730 beers


30.12.2007
Uvieu,España


Long windy roads
lots of bumps an
big deep holes
describes this past year...
smoked 7300 smokes,
and at least 624
grams of good hash
drank 730 beers
sat in the bar of Javi
at least 365 hours
really, a long weird year.

This past year I have seen
and signed many documents
court documents
jail documents,
marriage documents,
signed many checks
many checks....
many many checks...

This past year
I applied for political asylum
and was rejected.
Applied for nationality
and was denied.
sat 816 hours in a concentration camp
in the sunny Costa del Sol,
thats Malaga folks
and not the Malaga I rememberd...
I was there in 2000, painted 13 murals
and sold many paintings...
Met Compay Segundo, in Malaga 2000
a different Malaga, so it was.

There were many heros this past year
The girl, my lawyers, and a fat cop
who pocketed my passport,
thus saving my ass from a certin
doom and an ulgy scene
in some airport in America
There was my father
and the team in california
pullin strings
pullin off miricles...
My heros of 2007.

Been a hell of a year for all....
a freakshow of a year.
There have been good things,
from a God with a very
dark sence of humor
and a bag filled with
tricks and traps...

My brothers in the game,
after a very very long absence
It is the joy of my existence,
My brother JGL.

I am blessed.
I am seemingly
more immortal than I thought...

Then theres you, Domingo...
my dear old friend...
To next year in España
a weird and beautiful place.
We will be more famous
than we already are...wait.

I hope next year makes some sense
less traps
less ignorance
less impunity...
Come on people
to alittle love and alittle
fuckin' communication
for God's sake
we are all adults here no ?

Next year I will grow up...
maybe.


Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

10.12.07

...Behind the mall


10.12.07
Uvieu,España

Ok, so we went out the wrong door
the little skippy bastard pointed the
way, he wore shorts and a red baseball
cap....was 20 degrees outside.

Out the door and theres Santa
pukin' his brains out by the dumpster.

"... sotra like xmas in LA... " said the girl.
" can we please go now...? i pleaded

"Arrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh " arrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhh'ed
the poor santa.


Ahh it's xmas in the rainy city, again.

be well todo mundo...
J.Level
foto:©spl2007

5.8.07

...The valley of the shadow of Jess... Part 1


05.08.07
uvieu,España
My friends, the long ride ends. the circle completed. I'm on the couch.Its Sunday. A-Team's on the tube, Hannibal's Spanish...is perfect. Madrid my friend, Madrid. Hot like Africa hot. Hot. Fuckin' hot. Hot. The attitude of the indigenous was indignantly madralaina'... all snarly and apathetic. I love the place. Has no effect on this American, them peoples like dat all da time in America...or no? Madrid. Indian food in Lavapies a barrio with ten cultures and languages goin all at once...we sit in a cool breeze in a cool plaza, the African brothers the Arab brothers those Bolivians and Colombians Chinese and Russians Moldavians Bosnians Romanos Cubans Dominicans..... seemingly all getting along in that little palce.... the rastro in the Latina nearly got me ...Hot? like Sahara hot. Leaving that weird island called Puerta del sol, and underground, we ride on to that Museum Reina Sofia... I watched a tear flow from the right eye of the girl as she stood quietly before " La Gurnica" de Pablo Picasso... it 's quite a piece. I'v a little more respect for the brother. A little. The same effect with the few Dali's, and the Miro's , the last painting being the three dot's ... i hope that the evolution of my own work and its final pieces will be more than just three smeared dot...ya know what i mean..? To the garden and another Miro, we smoke and talk... The girl was truly beautiful sitting there next to that fountain....surrounded by art and "Art ? " Beautiful, so she is.
Rode on to Salamanca the next day....

more in part 2 " The valley of the shadow of Jess "

be well todo mundo
j.level
(jlevel77@yahoo.com)
fotojpl2007