On...uninsured art, The Omega cafe' and Portland, Oregon 1989

...another washed up on my beach the other day.
Have'nt herd from that minor God in awhile. Long while.
he sends this foto of a peice from 88 or 89, maybe 90
could'nt say...

...In the Omega cafe one day, which was beside the Omega
watch shop, I hung this painting on their
trend setting walls. A string was hanging,
the canvas was streched by myself, and crudely
made... I was a young painter, had control of the infamous
Hand Gallery, on the top floor of 333 S.W.Park ave Portland,Oregon,
and a shakin' everybody up, from the phone company to the
Seceret Service...shook up.

...." I'm just gonna burn this little string,
and go home for awhile...I'll be back with another..."
I said to Terry of the Omega...

Terry called about an hour later asking me to come down...
I walked in to an Omega filled with a haze of smoke
and a small crowd gathered about this
painting. I felt good. People were looking...and people
were talking.
Terry said..." do you alway burn uninsured art ?"
the crowd parts and indeed, the painting was on fire.
Smoldering really.
The string was a wick or a fuse that set off the charge
that had this poor, but famous artist sittin'
here in that weird and beautifully complicated country 

some years later. It started the freak show, so it did.

" Do you always burn uninsured art ?" asked Terry.

Today I don't as a rule.
Today I've the foto and this cool memory...
We were minor Gods back then, so we was...

The freakshow continues....


Be well todo mundo.

J.Level

...and you there CJ, thanks and welcome back
can I help ya off with that life jacket...there
ya go...lift your hand alittle...there ya go...
...man, glad ta see ya...

...a few words

31.12.07
Uvieu,España


We will all be well and have all we need
and to next year in Fez...


be well todo mundo,

J.Level
foto©spl2007

on.. " The Freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley of the shadow of Death "...Part 3 " Busted in Del Rio "

22.11.07
Uvieu,España

" License and registration please... " said officer Gogenfeild
The Texas hyway patrol cop to Death, whom was in shock...
" ... Well, got this crew in the back... Domingo, he's probably
got about a pound of weed and god knows what else...
Jesus... he's cool. Jon Kline and Dave... ummmmmm
and Venus " The one who caused all this really "...she's
an evidence bomb... " thought Death.
" ... Is there some problem officer....? " Smiled Death..
" ...You gotta brake light out..." said officer Gogenfeild, dryly, not looking up.
" Your named Death ? " he asked Death, now visibly sweating bullets....
" Aaahhhh- Yes. I am named Death. " said Death.
" Death ? No last name ? Just Death. D-E-A-T-H...? " quizzed Officer Gogenfeild...
" Ahhhhh-Yes. Just Death. D-E-A-T-H . Like Prince... you know..." smiled Death.

Death, Domingo
Jesus, John Kline
Dave and Venus " whom caused all this really "
sat in a holding cell in the Del Rio, Texas city jail.
" Well... ", said John Kline after a long pregnant silence....
" ...this is another fine mess you've gotten us into...." he said, staring at Death...
" ... You were there. The man was an idiot...
Who doesn't know who Death is...hummm?
Pretty simple, one day your out back choppin'
at a hedge with a weed wacker
and the next minuet your in the station wagon with me,
Death. Your goin', end of story.
Sure there's questions, and boy have I heard them all...
So, I made a tape. Pretty much yer " FAQ's " you know,
" Why me ? "
" Why now ? "
" There must be some mistake...."... justified Death, weakly.
" You acted deplorably ", said Jesus, meekly.
" Ahh you shoulda' punched the stupid fucker " said Venus
" whom caused all this really "....
" All good. Now whom is calling whom to get us the hell
outta here ????...." said John Kline
" Anybody let out the dog ?......" asks Jesus, always concerned...

...The dog crawls out from under the passenger seat
sniffin' around...
" Gotta piss "...pawin' at the sliding passenger window.
He lands onto the asfalt lot filled with old rusty and destroyed cars
Sniffin' around
sniffin' around
" JO ! we got towed... just can't smoke that
shit....can't remember much more than Death

climbing outta the van, then a panicked scuffle

and " No!!! be cool,be cool....NO! NO! NO!..."
Time for emergency plan B
sniffin around
sniffin' around... " Ahhh, That way..." said Neng
catchin' the scent...
"... stupid S.O.B sometimes, that one, Death "
" Hello, Beni... Neng here, listen... yeah.... hu huh..
all 6 of them...yep...like the whole freak shows in the klink...
....hu huh...fine.
Take a note
City Jail, Del Rio.... Yes, that's Texas...
Huh, I said the same thing...
stupid son of a bitch...." said Neng
putting away the cell fone....
pissin' on a pole... " well, now what ?...


to be continued...

Be well todo mundo.
J. Level
©spl2007
foto: I H S

...Another sunday in the barrio

27.10.07
Uvieu,España

So, all is back to " normal ".
We are bullet proof.
The waves that have caused us
to escape to the country
were surfed with a sence
of humor and ironry...

"... We're so lucky..."
"... Always have been...."
"... Yeah..."
"...I love you alot."

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
drawing: "Guy in Tires" 24x17cm ink/paper 300 euros
foto©spl2006