Up on the roof again, with Dan...

On..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death part 12 " You are now leaving Lake Charles..."

...Jesus stood. The open van door was behind him... Mocos and Meirdina perched before him,.. snarling and wheezing, pawing at the ground like bulls. Jesus thought he could juuuuuuust make out a little blood, dripping from the sneering mouth of Meirdina...Jesus was not up for this.
Jesus said: " I am not reeeeee-ally up for this..." The dogs held there places, Jesus looked towards the house, where he could see Death, in the big kitchen window wavin' what looked like a big jar of martini's in one hand, and a giant slab of ribs in the other... Death yelled from the window: " Jesus !!! , would you be a chap and wait just a few minutes more...Hummmmm? We're looking for glasses for everybody... Thannnnnnks! "...
Jesus sighed, and leaned aginst the van. Jesus growled back at the dog's growlin' at him.

John Kline was standing just back behind the sticker bush tree , eyein' this neuroticly distressing situation with patience, and the knowledge learned by a long history of emotional hiroshima's, mental meltdown's and enough time spent on Dr. Strunberg's couch.. the good Doctor had mentioned leaving it to John Kline in his will. Jonh Kline knew alot about the poor skinny brother leaning against the van, growlin' at the little dogs..and enough of nut house class mental illness to know how to handle Jesus in just such a weird and yet beautiful moment...

Death screeched :" COME ON !! everybody !!!! to the porch!!!! Jesus is rising...that is sooo funny
Venus " whom caused all this really" HOOOOOOOO_OOOOOOOOOOOO Jesus Is riiiiiiiis-singgggggg !!!!

John decided the time was now, he walked out to Jesus, and put out his hand, Jesus shook it, never taking his eyes off meirdina...
John Kline said: " Shoo !!! You !! Meirdina , bad girl !!!! Bad Dog !! now you git now !!!
And YOU !! Lil Moco's you come here ...commmmme oonnn..." Lil' Mocos came a runnin' jumping up into John Klines arms. Jesus looked freaked.

John Kline said: " Come on brother man, I'm gonna do you quite a favor, so I am...OOO lil' Mocos You are soooo cute." Lil' Mocos rolled over in John klines arms blissfully. Jesus, all white and skinny, reached out a bony hand towards Lil' Mocos... Lil' Mocos licked it and snuggled around In john Klines arms. They walked out the back way, behind the sticker bush tree to Warren's Plymoutm Duster and within 5 minutes were on the way to Lake Charles proper...Lil Mocos sat in Jesus's lap, barkin' at the window blowin' in thru the wind wig...The was no talk, there would be time for that later...


to be continued...

Be well todo mundo...

J.Level

c 2008spl " On... "The freakshow and its passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death..."
foto: State of Louisiana

...I love this peice...

19.03.08
8:04 am
Uvieu,España

Finally a good foto of
" Las hermanas Suarez
con Manolin de Somiedo Live"
Sold to dear Luis,
he loves it,
As I loved painting it...

Have few words today,
lookin' for some things
and got the nose to the wind.
The powers that be are workin'
for this poor, but famous artist
Many brothers concerned,
and tryin to move mountains.
They'll move, my brothers
I have no doubt.
I thank and love you guy's
dearly, so I do.


be well todo mundo...

J.Level

Helieo speaks......

18.03.08
6:01pm
Uvieu,España

Talkin' with the dog today,
he spoke of his observations,
wishes and demands.
I listened with patience
and asked him for his.
He sez " all will be well brother
yeah, all will be well."

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level

...Thank's guy's

04.03.08
Uvieu,España

Walkin' home from a client yesterday...

That paintings finished, and
under the scrutiny of the mother
a mean 3 foot tall Italian woman
who negociated without mercy,
never a comfortable moment.
Not a comfortable person.
I won.

Walkin' home thru the park,
I find alota Sacramento like
odds and ends
set up
and
people were lookin'
and talkin'...
Thank's guy's.

Overheard....

" We've no Jazz festival this year..
Budget problems
you know...Gitas (bagpipes)
we got... Hate gitas...", sez Marjua
to Mari Pili...

" ...and 50 naked mannequins in the street
too dear..."
sez Mari Pili to Maruja...

It was like the 80's again.
Domingo and B.L.
Ground Chuck and
Crazy C... and my van
should be around here somewhere...



Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

...J.L. that's 11am your time
8 pm my time...

...In the barrio

01.03.08
Uvieu,España

...ok, so we took a walk
after the blog of yesterday...
I am a reactionary, and there's
lots going on...

Sorry.

Walkin' around in the barrio...

" Jess ! come here man..."
sez Helieo

"...Is that the Jesus of Asturias..?
Little Xuan jo...? eh ? oh..." Helieo sniffs
at the glass..

That little shop, in the heart of my barrio
" they " say is the oldest residence
in the mall...( Uvieu )
It's a Jesus candle and paraphenalia shop,
a headshop for the faithhful...

"...Jess ! look man, is that a little
plastic Elvis there behind the... what ? is that
Groucho Marx behind that little plaster Angel...?
God !!! I love this shop....!!!
!!! can we go in ??!!
!!! Vamos tio...Vamos vamos vaaa-mos tio...!
Sez Helieo, the dog.
The lady in the shop shook her
head " No ",
looking at us thru the window,
" No dogs.."
she mouthed...
Helieo pissed on the wall
did the back feet scrapin' thing,
a dog thing...
" All good..." Sez Heleio
and we walked on...
" There's the museum, wanna see some Sorrolla...?"
Helieo sez...

...and that's another day in the barrio,
and another day in España.

All good ?
All good.


Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Happy birthday Y.D.
te quiero mucho...
te deseo paz y abundancia
un beso...j

foto: c2007spl

...No... I'm fine, no, really...

28.02.08
Uvieu,España


....about 8.30 pm one long and emotionally
charged year ago, "They" opened the big green steel door
to the street in front of the concentration camp
and asking me, a basically destroyed "illegal" human
" We did'nt treat you bad, did we ?" murmured the fat cop
I'd named " 50 cents " as he stole 50 cents from
me in a tobacco deal one day...
tobacco was banned you know...

Yeah Brother,
piasano mio,
ya'll tried your worst an ya
failed horribly... givin' up without
honor or grace.
I never, for a minute believed ya'll would
treat people like that...
preachin' all that "respect" stuff an all
...and I will betcha' theres a special
place in hell waitin'for ya'll,
so I do.

The hero's remain the center.
Thanks.
Ya'll know who you are, so I won't go into
the long list...
but you few,
The girl, those lawyers
and the family in España,
warriors, so they are...
all still fresh and respected
and marked in my fone book
forever...

Still a bit fucked in the head
from all this, but only alittle
fucked
in
the
head...
thats nothing...been thru worse.
There's others though, still a sufferin' the electorialistic
redreric of the left and right...

...62 euros a day per head, for 3 euros
worth of " care and maintenance "...for 40 day's...
Immigrants caught in the web,
are rentable,in the big picture of things
so they are..

Ugly shit brothers and
sisters,
but
that's the way it is...
I've accepted it
more or less
That's that.

The criminals remain free
and their seemingly,
but assumably,
behind that mis justice,
against the immigrant,
that's me...and that's the way it is.

" Do your worst ". I say.
It's been tried before and didn't work.
I am not your typical immigrant...
I bite
have mean lawyers
and know
whom to trust,
after 9 years and 128 day's in ths
weird and beautifully complicated country...
I await your apologies...
in writing works better for me,
if'n yer gettin' my drift...

Other than that, I remain in search of
about 10,000 bucks,( down from 20,000 )
most currencies will work,
just tryin' to get on with it you know...
projects goin on
an all...
There's paintings and accommodations waitin'
...you've never eaten food like this before...
and the girl's are the most beautiful, and as
dangerous as anywhere I have ever been or seen...
A trap waitin' to be tripped
for most of you,
so, you are forewarned...


I remain in love, and have respect for the Gods
that conspired to have me, a poor, but famous artist
sittin' here Free, today, so I do.


...That was a real live fuckin' freak show, so it was...

...The big green door closed behind me.
The end of a tragic Greek comedy...
The sunset was what I remembered of Malaga
back in 2000, bloody red and fire orange...
...I asked this junkie where a brother
could get a taxi around here...?
He pointed up the way,
somewhere up thata way...

All good.
I was free and had all night...
I will never forget that sensation
as long as I live...


be well todo mundo,

J.Level


...and S.C., I still invite your call. I'm
not hard to find,everyone knows, just ask...

foto:c 2007spl

...ole'

26.02.08
Uvieu,España


...So friends
just sittin' and thinkin'
the changes are comming without sonic booms
nor screamin 'sirens...huh.

Domingo, my dear old friend,
...the dogs get a tibit
before I do,
and waitin', hummin',
then do I consume.
good advice when traveling...


Hungarian Bean Soup...
How'd it go my Brother ?

The wise one sends a note
reminding me/us, that all is well,
that the spoon is for all to share,
long handled
so one can share at
a distance,
which makes some folks
more comfortable...
Thanks. Can't wait to see you.

...a few emotions still in raw form.
a few walls that should be torn down,
but only a few...no problem.

And that's another day,
and another day in España-Oh
The phone lines are open now !!!

The freakshow continues friends...

Be well todo mundo,
J.Level


... and thinking of
you there S.C.

The Manolin files...

20.02.08
Uvieu,España

So friends,
All good in the rainy city.
Yep, the ambush should come at any moment
we are prepared.
Are you ?

Rain and wind and a lunar eclipse
gonna be an ok sorta day...
Thinkin' of you there S.C.
Like always...

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level

c 2008spl"The manolin files"

"...the rebellion, part 3 "

19.02.08
Uvieu,Espana

I have this information, or "yet another tidbit of top
secert information that there is another rebellion bustin'
out in the Level reality. I Know...I know...
Who needs or wants a rebellion ?
" call me what you need or must...but call me..."
sombody said that, I forget who...

I personally find it easier to ask your giveness
than ask your permission. Just works out that way,
we're not the brightest...but we aint biophyssists(?)
either....remember.

So, In the english school today
The kid smiled when I said
" Your a genius Ignacio,
look at you, speakin' english...jo."
little miricles, from little folks...

...We do,
did,
and will continue what the moment
calls for...Ignacio, whom has 8
years on the planet, wrote,
"The green apples are my favorite..."
and now he feels like a genius...
Cool...

We're a freakshow of a bunch...
so we are.

...so, call us what you will,
but call us...hummmmm.


be well todo mundo,

J.Level

...and S.C,
you should not believe
what you can't touch
with your own hand and/or soul...
be immune, and feel immortal,
you just may be...
I am.
I feel so.

!!!! Barbi hell , discoverd !!!

16.02.08
Uvieu,España

...From my experts comes a bit of disturbing
news... Barbi hell, is Oviedo. The Campillen to be exact
and about 500 meteres from my house. Huh.
No screams
No smoke or flames, nope.
just those gitianos and their kids...

We did not pass thur barbi hell yesterday.
A Sunday in the barrio.
I sanded and primed some 120 meters of molding
and said...
" please, don't sweep that dust around... You want
these to come out perfect, no ? "
4 times...
Oh, the girl's opening a hair salon you know...
No, not my bar, but a hair salon.
There are 102 bars for every 1000 persons in España.
Could hardly go wrong opening
" The mean waiter cafe' ", or no ?
Tommorow I paint the 120 meters of molding
It will be perfect.

Today I offer beer for life and a plac for
the first person to come up with 20 grand.
Name inscribed, and nicely framed,
it will hang behind the bar,
and will be praised much and by many...
"The Mean Waiter" sounds like a great place, or no ?

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level

I'm baaaa-ack...

14.02.03
Uvieu,Espana

Ok so it was'nt for long my fans, critics, and detractors.
Passed a historic moment the other day... A battle lost
or won, who's to say...
Watch the video...
...and tommorow a new On...." The Freakshow and it's passing thru the Valley
of the Shadow of Death..." just for you there "Styl666"

Be well todo mundo...

J.Level

...That's all folks....

06.02.08
Uvieu,España

Friends, detractors ,critics....

I am again taking a bit of time off, theres much happening
and not all of it good. I am saving my words for the future
when I will again give little doses of Death and Jesus, toothless
poodles and your random verbal schmenge....
Ya'll have my E-mail and some of you, my number, so write or call
and remember theres a time difference, and a reality difference
in this weird and beautifully complicated land...that's España,
9 years and 101 day's later...

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

" Toothless poodles no.3 "

31.01.08
Uvieu,Espana


.... I was out with the dog this afternoon
the brother growled and snorted the whole time
we walk the route of the furs, the giant gold
framed glasses and gold
keeps a drippin' as the sun
reflects off the diamond earrings
as big as a big zitt.... she's gives me a shot to the ribs
as shes a passin' like a truck or a steam liner, thinkin she 's
smaller than she really is. Helieo growls a mean dog growl..
..."It's the dog ,
thats a growlin'...not me." I said,
"... Huff " she huffed... all good.

Bueno.

...the shot to the ribs was'nt as
well placed as those brutal shots
I've taken in the Rastro of those Gitianos
in the Campillin looking for little treasures,
so we knew, that's Helieo & I
this was just a majurja
and like us both
...lost in the 80's
and her own Felini trip...


...Fur and gold and big tacky diamonds,
One, with one's headfones on...
( I've got hit by a bus the other day with my head fones on
a blarin' The Ramones...."Blitzkreg Bop", to be exact,
and of course I'm fine, I'm writin'
and still steppin' on toes
ain't I...? )
...and oblivious to the this beautifully
complicated langauge, Castallaño,
one would think one was in Palm Beach, in
November, " The Season "... another drippy gold and BIG
fur coat scene...or No ?
Seems really universal, multi-use,and transferable. Cool.

All good.

Helieo breaks the ice
gettin' closer and a sniffin'
at that GIGANTIC fur coat
...." AYeeeee..."
Ayyyyyes the majurja...
Helieo's now up on the BIG fur coated
Señora....and she's lookin' at Jess...that's me,
likea " Will you please control your dog..." sorta look...

Helieo. A Westi, and is probably one of the coolest
guy's trapped in the body of a
Westi, a walkin' the face of this O this
smaller an gettin' smaller third planet
from the sun... and that's when he's bein a dick...
a true saint, that smells and pisses on things
but a a Fuckin Saint non the less...

... I'm thinkin' about that weak, amature shot to the ribs...
so I am, and my moral and or
legal responsibilities in this
O this surreal and common situation...

" fffffffsiiiiiiiseeeeeoooooo " I whistle,
the signal...
Helieo looks...
and like the cool brother he is,
trapped in that weird little body
of a Westi, and all,
comes directly to me ,
gives me a sniff ...,
then goes back to the marjua....
...and
piss's on the BIG fur coat, and growlin' a little
Westi growl

...Ok, so I'm alittle ashamed...
but not too much. I can live with it, ya know..
Helieo,
as cool as he is ,
is seemingly un-effected.

One day I will write the book
...On, ... Las Marjuas, La defensa final..."
One day....


Be well todo mundo,
J. Level

...another beautiful care free day....

30.01.08
Uvieu, España

This day, a year ago, I was sitting with the Russian and the Bosinan
the Truks and the guy from Moldavia, playin' cards and smoking cigarettes,
in Malaga... The beautiful Costa Del Sol...and we all know where,
and for why, and who's wrath caused all this really...

Today will be a better day than that one,
freedom has a way of being that way, better.

I'm goin' out and walk around, it's early
and the streets of the Mall (oviedo)
will be empty, quiet and mine.
Can't take that away...
Nope.


Be well todo mundo,

J.Level


Painting: " Ascending Men" 56x64 cm oil on linen whereabouts "unknown". Huh.