26.7.08

..I just clean windows





25.07.08
Vashon,WA

... I just take my shoes off

and go in barefoot knowing all this will
look different in about 2 hours
The dog wanders around
and I have wonderful conversations
with whoever's there...
When I leave the light is different
and who evers there sez
" wow ! look at the light !!! "
I've cleaned the windows
not more. Just alittle attention
was all they needed to shine,
to let in the light that was there,
but covered with some stuff...
Like everything
and everyone...
I put my boots on.
The dog jumps in the Jeep
I tie the ladders on,
and we drive that lovely
drive back town
Earl
Don and Mike at Bishops...
then ,
to the house...
I made 324 bucks.
The dogs happy.
The windows are happy,
and all is right with the world,
in middle earth.

I'll share.
you always have a place
in middle earth, Neng...
always.


Be well todo mundo,

J. Level

22.7.08

....Just a small, gentel, well behaved 150 lb dog...


22.07.08
Vashon,Wa.

...Who'da thunk it ?
I call her " Dog ".
You'd love her, Neng...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

... the house in middle earth



21.07.08
Vashon,Wa.

... the dogs always waitin' at the door when the truck pulls up.
gots yer trees and bugs and things
that just grow ten feet taller
when your not lookin'...

I have never much cared
for that sorta thing before
yer bugs
as big as my hand,
trees,
or things that grow outta control
Camping ?
un pension de la mala muerte
sin tele...

Middle earth,
It's good for the dog
good for the art
... It's good.

Tommorow, a foto of the beast...

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

19.7.08

Steel...


18.07.08
Vashon,Wa.

...The brother's
asked if I could come over to the other side to work on a special house...
" ...well, aint' this the most beautiful house we've done yet..." i said.
Spent the day tellin' Steel,
and listening to Steel
a huge guy,
as delicate as anyone I know.
taught me much,
this sensitive
enlightened man.

We ate on Alki beach,
then sat on the balcony of the most
beautiful home we've done to date,
smokin' and confessin'
I try not to confess....
but I do...
I am workin' on NOT
apoligizing
or critizing
or judging.
These Steel words,
"...don't judge
don't critizize
don't apoligize...".
All right
and just
to those around
and distant...

We ended at the home of a saint.
She had lived her life in India,
careing for those
without,
she said,
" ... You'll be fine...",
over her glasses.
I had said nothing,
she was reading
and I am used to doing
my Zen thing
without a sound
more than a
"Squeeeeek...",
rubber on glass...
and moving on to the next room.
"...You'll be fine..." she said.
"...I know...",
I said.

I think alot about the choices
and the words.
The thoughts
that were as loud
as the screaming ever was...
I won't do that again, Steel.

" ...you missed a spot
riiiiiiiiiighht there..." I pointed.
He gave me an evil,
but loving stare...

I am blessed to have these people in my life,
I know.
I know...

Another good day
transforming things...


Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto:c 2008 spl " my painting's on the front lawn of El Prado, Madrid. March 2008

15.7.08

...YOUR A GIRL !!!!!!!! no, non, niet.......


14.07.08
Vashon, wa


...we played the xbox
and everybody got bored fast.
not the xbox we thought it was.
Deception ?
or too low tech ?
you decide.
The boss is leaving for Eureka today,
and I will finally be alone
out here in middle earth
me and the lassie dog...
All good ?
All good.

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto c adm2008

Styl666,
you are always welcome. why did you never say you were a girl...?
sorta changes things... Don't need a girl, I gotta dog. So come play with the dog
he doesn't bite. I do though... jl

13.7.08

..." Your a lucky boy "


12.07.08
Vashon,Wa

...Weird folks I have in Seattle.
Marpa and Roux
Shanlin and those Austrailians
who brought the beer
and an XBox for me...
Blessed ?
Probably.

Working on the manison again today
we're taking pictures,
I will produce the film,
and the brothers will
make lunch.
I'm takin' the dog,
and another for back up.
Big as a house, so she is...
looks like Lassie and
will watch over the little ones
.
It's all comming back togeather.
Thank God...
been a long hard trip till today...


be well todo mundo,

J.Level

foto © ARD2008

... and Styl666, It will never be the same again. I am never going back.
You come here. Better for all...I'll find you a dog. Easier, no?

11.7.08

....A word from the President.




10.07.08
Seattle,Wa

... crossed the water today.
Been out there couple a weeks, and it is settin' in my bones.
That Island...
Don't feel like Cap Hill stands much of a chance.
Roux
He just said,
" I cannot believe you are going to live on the Vashon...
well, then again,
It's really perfect !
I say, it is a good Idea. "
He's called the " President "
by many from here to India
to Vashon,
and in Burton, that little peice of middle earth.
Blessed...?
You bet.
The plan is approved by the President,
What more can a brother say ?

I will put up the first peice when it's done.
Soon Styl666, soon.
I am fine, no really.
Thanks for the words...
I know.
this is better
for everyone.
Thank's.

All good ?
All good.

Be well todo mundo,

J. Level

foto c 2007spl

10.7.08

...Vashon


09.07.08
Vashon,Wa.

It is so very cool here
I wish you were here...
What i saw today drivin' to
a house that fit right into
the middle earth around it
spent a day looking as far north
as one could see...
the lady of the house awakened me,
" Nice, eh? "
" ...yeah, I wish I could share it..." I said.
" ... Share it with me for awhile,
then finish my damned windows ...ok ? "

So,
all's seemingly well.
I am not surprised
being immortal
an all...
ma o meno

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

4.7.08

...on, " The brothers "


04.07.08
Seawa
eeuu

...the island was quiet, Domingo.
and finally commin' back to the real world,
on the otherside of the water...
the jets are still going right over the house...
people still movin'...
people talkin'...
the island was quite,
Domingo my dear old friend.

We, the brother's ate well
tennis on the big screen
smoke in the bowl...
and enough Trader Joe's wine
enough...there were words
devils lawyers
little last second defeats
and big amazon wins
the island was more quiet, Domingo.

Goin' out to the island to live
I am urban
but I like it out there in middle earth
think I'll get a dog.
think I'll start a new painting...
I think maybe I'm feelin' change...
weird feeeling Domingo
a weird feeling indeed.

be well todo mundo,

J. Level

foto©2008spl " The brothers at B.L.'s"

30.6.08

Manolin, the Dj in Seattle, and the way things should be..."


29.07.08
Vashon,Wa
eeuu

...this painting ?
We are on Vashon, I am working like a dog
and the lady in this old house with the
car window glass for panes...
She had a Donald Roller Wilson, no,
she had three Donald Roller Wilson
on her weird candy pink walls...
She was told there was a poor, but famous
artist commin out...
to clean the windows...
We begin to speak
and the Manoline with green apple
It comes up...
and the "Fiesta de Lugones 2005"
AND
" A man juggling cats... No.2"
Sez I should be famous,
" But poor ?..." I asked...

So, this brother I work for
has put together this scene
He smiled when the day ended.
Said " There. You feel better ? "
Needed some major event.
Something that didn' hurt.
Something that didn't make
anybody cry...
Something.
It happened...
we're all talkin'
A good day was had by all...
Would have liked to share it...

be well todo mundo...

J. Level

25.6.08

...Ok Ok Ok

21.6.08

On .." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 15 " In the bus station with Jesus, the Son of God and all that"



24.07.08
Seawa
day 48


...Jesus said .. " So...". Without much commitment.

The Lake Charles bus station was filled for the 8:00 to Pooler, Georgia " and beyond..."...
Jesus lifted the cage dog box up to eye level, lil' Moco, he just looked terrified and thought...
" I am a dog that could end up truly fucked..here i tell ya... O que' ...Time to say some thing to this brother.... Time to break a long given promis , time to spill....

...and lil' Moco said... " Brother, cough-wheeze ... It is time for you to first let me outta this got damn box, and get me somthing to drink, something to eat and got damn !!! Don't you stink like a dog..."

So, lil' Moco looked around. Free and using the ability to communicate, he thought, " This might not suck.. But the hippy gets tourtured. Really stinks. 10 days in van sorta funk...".

And Jesus said... " !!! I KNEW !!!!! I told Death " That dog was talking..", and Death said I was nuts and offered me a martini... I saw you talking with Mierdina from the van...!!!!I KNEW !!!"
..and with a reality unfolding before him, Jesus, was starting to change the plan. The thought that if lil' Moco could take on some longistical responsiblities...would leave him to planning and public relations...a freak show. Another, freak show...

.Li' Moco said ... " Hey !! But first, we're is going to that hotel there acrossed the street, checkin' got damn in, Freakboy ! You! hippy !!!!! Bath time !!!!!!!. And we is a goin' going now. Walk !....No, the other way my brother...iyyyyshhhh. " iyyysshed lil' Moco... trottin' between the fat people and their kids, and all their stuff. Happy to be going...can't wait to get there...

"That will be 30 bucks , in advance, and that lil' dog...You mind he don't do his business on those carpets...We gots our standards, you know... " said Wayne , the desk clerk of the Buke Hotel on Broad St.

... Walking up to room 33. Third floor end of the hall. lil' Moco said... " We gots standards...", and pissed on the banister railing post..." I aint' gots no got damn standards...I'm a dog, after all...". They got to the room. Jesus opened the door and lil' Moco jumped up on the bed... " ..Now you get yourself in the shower, use soap. You looked confused...you do know what soap is don't you hippy ???... I gotta make some calls ...Now you just get your skinny freakboy ass in there...and don't you come out till' I say so...Good God ! Oops. Sorry Jesus... but you stink brother. Gotta funk goin on got Damn !! I'm goin out to buy you some clothes, and some food and a fone card...don't leave till' i get back...Got damnit...!!! "

.. lil' M.oco went down the stairs " ...Hey Wayne...", he said passing the front desk. Wayne was oblivious to all. He was reading the new copy of " Leather Nun ", and in love with the priests house keeper, Nurnia, as was Father Joel...

In Cameron Parish...

Death ran around filling Margarita glasses,wearing his baseball hat that sported what looked to be the coca cola label , but when closely inspected it revealed the phrase... " Enjoy my large cock..." Death was outta control.

Dawn said ... " That Death is totally outta control..."
Venus " who caused all this really " said... " you aint' seen nothing yet baby..."



next chapter... " Jesus in a leisure suit, Death in a g-string, and the boy named Daniel, whom couldn't be trusted."

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

c 2008 spl " On... The freak show and its passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " parts 1-15

...and YDD, you really told them everything didn't
you ? I told you not to trust them, and look what they did....
you are supposed to be an allie,and a hero, act like one please.
I don't deserve this becouse i loved you.

20.6.08

...On " The Freakshow, and it's passing thru the Valley of the shadow of Death....part 14" John Kline, a minor God "



19.07.08
Seattle,Wa.



The silence was a deep and noisy thing rollin' down 6th towards the Greyhound station.
Downtown Lake Charles, La. John Kline alternated from scrubbin lil' Mocos head to shifting the Dodge,
occasionally looking over at Jesus, who was looking at his hand, hanging limply out the window. He had the look of a brother beaten. A brother that had lost himself

...Jesus said... " You know John, I like it better on the freeway. A guy can really fly his hand, on the freeway..."


The plan was this: Jesus said he would go. But, John Kline would pay. But Jesus said he wanted to go north and see and old friend in Concord, Dan , ...." He used to have an Afro... Think he still would still be so cool as to wear an Afro here in the 90"s...
..." This is 2007 brother, man..." said John Kline. Jesus said " Oh. Yeah. Wheres my head...?. He also wanted to go to to Denver and see Old Jim, the bass player, " ...and maybe I will take up the harmonica again... Ol' Jim would love that...."... Jesus said. Lil' Moco's looked up at Jesus, thinking,
..." Man, this is a weird brother..Big league nut house material." John Kline thought, " Thank you.." Jesus would end up in Los Angeles in a about a month ". All would be well, 93% less drama than he had thought...
..." If I'm not murdered in my bed..." mumbled Jesus. John Kline heard Jesus, and shot him a look that said..." Murdered in your BED ???? now that's a little dramatic er what ? " sorta look. Turnin' left on a red, John Kline heads toward the Greyhound lot. John parks the Dodge, and they sat.

...John Kline said... " Your not sure you just don't wanna go right back to L.A. ?... You know, your house, the big TV, your gun collection..."

...and Jesus said... " John, I just feel it's time for me to choose a path and go. What you want or the clan wants, or thinks for that matter is irrelevant. I feel the doubts they have in me were based on fears and insecurities that I'm workin' on...I love too much. I get stepped on. I am tried .The permanence has slipped away. I like things that don't go away or get lost, ya know John...? I'll be fine somewhere else, brother. I'm Jesus after all, you know , Son of God, and all that hummm ???

...and John Kline said..." Sooooooo, your not goin' back to L.A. ? "

...Jesus said... " I am going, and I think I'd like to go the rest of the way alone from here, John, Mind if I take this dog here, lil' Moco. I like dog's, John. Don't know what I was thinking... " scrubbin' lil' Moco's head.

...and Lil' Moco thought ..." I am going to Concord, Denver, then to who bloody knows where like baggage, under bleedin' bus...?
with the son of God...? Of course. I am a dog. I can't talk or choose. Damn !!! Next time around, in my next life, you people are gonna pay !!!! sooooo help me ....grrrrr- snarrrrrrl- wheeeeeze- cough......."


Jesus sat looking at the bus that would eventually take him away from Lake Charles, and off to the north. Not happy, so he wasn't. The shift from a clan, to just him and lil' Moco, was all to much for Jesus. Jesus said " ...This is waaaaaaaay too much for me lil' Moco..." The bus left at 11: 00 pm. It was 7:00pm now. Jesus said good bye to John Kline , gathering Lil' Moco's little cage box, with Lil' Moco starin' out with his bulgy sad dark eyes... it was a pitiful site those two walking away from the car. Skinny Jesus with the dog box cage. Jesus had no shoes... John Kline sat and watched until the door closed behind Jesus, started up the Dodge and with one look back, put it in first, let out the clutch, the car stalls with a lurch... John starts it again and drives off back to Warren's in Cameron Parish. There were going to be question, " and the most were gonna come from Death, I'll bettcha..." said John Kline....

Back at Warren and Dawns in Cameron Parish...

...Warren screams.... " DAWN !!!!!!!! where the hell is my got damn Dodge ? "

....Death said.... " I' gonna make Margritiaaaaaaaasssssssss !!!!!!!"

...Venus " who caused all this really " said... " Anybody seen John Kline ? "

...Dave said..." There's more beer in the fridge, no ?

...Domingo said... " I never say no, I say thank you..."

...Mierdina thought... " So, the little bastard ran off with the enemy hummmm ? Gotta get me a map, looks like I'm going to L.A. "



Next Chapter " In the bus station with Jesus, the son of God and all that..."

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2008spl " On..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death, parts 1-14"

16.6.08

cien....



16.07.08
Seattle,Wa
EEUU

Still not at 70%.
Still find they're askin' me
" Hey ! your with us no ? "
" he's got the thousand yard stare thing goin on again..."
" SPEAK ENGLISH !!!!! god dam what the hell is he saying !!!!???? "

Hung with the brothers at the Mexican burrito joint
on the hill last night. They are all from Guymas,
they smile when I talk. Not 100% castellano,

" Say that again.... do you hear the way he sez "Cien"
THH-enn..."
" Where the hell are you from brother...?"
I used to live in the old country,
I am in exile.
" heavy word, exile..."
Yeah.

Hot today in the rainy city,
and am goin to work.
Things are as they are.

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

26.4.08

...a phone call



26.04.08
Heavylandia,es

...So,
Workin' in the Bukowski bar,
Things are hot, and the boss is this little guy
who likes to scream alot...barks really.
Yeah, he barks. He is a cool guy. You can't help but like the brother.
Nobody really on the chain of command, so I'm not.
The immigrant.
" ...can you believe an American would come to this shithole
" looking for a better life what an imbicle "...
he sez to his friends.
" ...Wish I could see the Grand Canyon one day...
it's as big as they say, no ? " he wishes.

The fone rings....
It's someone I have not reeeeeeeeealy
wanted to speak with just yet...
" Damn " I whispered to my boss,
he waved a " aaaah " at me,
and I went upstairs and
listened for 30 long minutes...

Later that day...

...moppin the floor
talking to the other immigrant,
She's from the middle east
has a cool accent...
Boss strolls in...
lookin around,
opens the fridge and looks around
lookin around...
lifts a chunk a cheese, and
strolls over torwards me
" ya all right man...?"
puttin his skinny hand on my shoulder...
" Si, pero no..." I mumble.
(Yes but no...)

"The end isn't as ulgy as you think. It
could be much worse. You've hesitated too many times...
Carpe Diem Motherfucker !!!..." the voice, on the other end
of that satellite rift in time said.

" I ain't heard that in a very, very long time", I said to my boss.
Whom smiled, and smiled somemore...
" Carpe Diem motherfucker !!!...I like that.", he smiled.
Then he put his skinny hand on the back of my greasy neck
and kissed me on the cheek...
" Carpe Diem Motherfucker ", he said softly,
lookin me in the eye...

We ate together,
and went out and smoked a joint.
Gotta go back at 8:15 pm till 2:00am or so...
The brother will bark and growl,
I will put in my earphones and go into
"Auto-Level", because we will be slammed
on a perfect saturday night...at the Bukowski bar
and Bukowski will smile at me slyly,
as he's a barkin' and a growlin',
" Carpe Diem motherfucker !!!"

Seize the day motherfucker...

That was my day 10:00am til 5:00pm...
The freakshow continues,
but a short while longer...
I cannot wait see something different.

Be well todo mundo,

J. Level