Archive for December, 2020

Classic Holiday Story time!

The latest news on the Indian front!

thursday afternoon shortly before happy hour i thought i’d take one last look at the latest Indigenous news on cbc.ca and found this one hot off the press! i read with amusements as it seemed like i’d heard this bed time story before!

Old news around the Indian campfire.

not sure if Joe is playing the Indian card these days, he IS lying mighty low now that his ex is pitching her latest work.

Hail to the Chief, Canadian version!

i rolled into the Swanky 9th last night around midnight, settled in for a few, turned on the news and BOOM! here is the latest.

now don’t get me wrong: good work is good work. if someone is doing good work, it needs to be enjoyed.

more old news on CBC, from another story, many moons ago…

as a visible minority walking down the capital city streets i don’t have to go far before i run into racism from crooked cops, general issue slack jawed gawkers, suits and who knows what all, and some of those white boys still call me Chief! (i stole the line out of the movie “Jeremiah Johnson” and i reply calling them: pilgrim. i hear this: Hey Chief! and i yell back: Howdy Pilgrim! (ha!))

but i digress! i read with interest the latest story and wonder: who is it in the HR dept. who give these folks the green light? and what kind of wool is over their eyes?

it didn’t take long before the funny papers started in on it! thank goodness for lightning speed entertainment on a Friday afternoon. (story broke on Thursday near quitting time)

also in the funny papers on Thursday and Friday: it does make a fella like me wonder, yeah, why didn’t they? but it is entertainment and we’re paying for it.

more funny papers from the end of the work week.

i saw this one and like i said: good work is good work. or in this case, amazing work is always going to be amazing. holy wowza! it reminded me of that melt down scene from the Met, one year ago:

at the MET, December 2019

we went over this one back in art school, and i remember the instructor saying to us, all of us, YOU couldn’t paint that water… (and they were right! but then neither could the instructors!)

sunrise on December 19th, as seen from the Swanky 9th

well this old Indian boy keeps moving forward and thank goodness we’re still on the right side of the daisies. this morning’s sunrise was indeed a pleasure and last night’s moonset, also a pleasure. mighty cool though!

we’re going to use this one for a thing that might be coming up in Unionville in the new year. if it goes as planned we’ll share a few photos here. we’re also using this one for the re boot of SUN INFINITY MOON which goes back to the printers very soon! i hope and pray in the re boot we have all the i’s dotted and all the t’s crossed… (sheesh.)

SUN INFINITY MOON artist proof

it was fun to see it in hard copy but we need to go quite a few better.

the re boot

hopefully we’ll be seeing this soon but not before Xmas which i’d hoped for.

cool hair do

and we won’t be sporting this slick hair style come anytime soon as the deal in Scotland has been put on hold. me and Joe ain’t going. (the real Joe, not the fake Joe) so for now, the hair stays.

we’re rolling up on that holiday season when we can take a few days off and move to the rear, get some hot chow and maybe switch out the socks. looks like it won’t be the same as in years past, virus, grey zones and all.

for me anyway, it’s one of those times of the year where i find myself staring out the window, a new year not far away, and what’s up there, ahead not far? but also a time to reflect. what have i done with this year in pandemic?

so if you catch me standing there, staring out the window, you know what’s going on!

for me the holiday season is always a chance to pull over, look back, think about the future, and enjoy the wild and crazy here and right now news stories! yes indeed! news, for a fella like me, worth watching.

Feeding the Wolves, acrylic on canvas, 36×48″, Private Collection

well if there are two wolves we’ll have to continue to pay attention. (the two wolves: not authentica! the anishnabe and the wolf: authentica!)

UPDATE!!!

FRESH AND HOT OFF THE PRESSES! I GUESS THE “TRICKSTER” AIN’T SO TRICKY AFTER ALL…

Rolling Up on Year End!

it started off looking good but things sure got weird fast on March 13th! ever since, this old boy’s art making tools got dusty.

cruising with the Kitty in Muskoka in November

it’s a good thing the book sales have been through the roof because the art sales have been in the gutter! that black Kitty doesn’t run on thank you notes or best wishes!

Book 5, Found poetry and Art Journal

in place of painting i’ve been fussing with the art journals and found poetry and coming up with some pretty weird poems and pictures. the above drawing is my version of Norval Morrisseau’s Thunderbird with Inner Spirit, 1978. (also watched the doc: There Are No Fakes, and actually made it through this time! over at the Bytowne 2 summers ago i tried sitting through it twice and fell asleep at both showings!)

Book 5, Found poetry and Art Journal

gosh yes, some days it would seem there truly is, but i’m certain i was just over tired when it came to pages 178 and 179. tired too of club being closed!

Book 5, Found poetry and Art Journal

book 5 has been in the works a long time! we started that bad boy way back in the good old days: February 24, 2020. mind you we do have book 6 and book 7 also on the go.

Book 5, Found poetry and Art Journal

and so i got to thinking about these one of a kind works of art and writing. what “other” book shelves might they go nicely with?

Chief Hurting Dude, Salvation Army, O Town

saw this weirdness over at the Sally one day while on the snoop. someone actually followed through with it! wowza!

A Self Portrait in 2009, acrylic on canvas, Private Collection

we’re at the very last of the Stevenson paint! the paint company, rest in peace, served me alright and i was happy to know them but i guess its time to switch brands. we’re going with Golden Heavy Body Acrylic starting in the new year. even though we only painted 4 pictures since March 13, with every brush stroke i was thinking about the last of my brand man! i was a Stevenson man!

Who has this?

i was thinking about a collector friend of mine the other day, she’s long gone now, and i was the last one to truly see her, and i wondered what happened to her collections. if it was just me at the very end, well then where did this 4 piece end up? who has it?

the rig. artwork by Peter Purdy, 36×48″, acrylic on canvas. twinravens collection!

xmas is rolling up too! what will become of our treasured gathering on xmas eve? just 5 participants allowed at the party? what kind of party is that?!!! sheesh. well anyway the gift giving is still on and so i got this rig for my old buddy Jasmine Moon. don’t tell her as i want it to be a surprise! she’s 18. i was 18 when i started playing guitar. stole an acoustic off my cousin! took it right out from under her bed! ha! i don’t think she ever missed it. so i hauled it off with me to art school and with a little book showing the chords i started out on my own. didn’t know how to tune the thing! no instruction! took me ten years but i finally fell in with the right bunch of fellows! and a gal!

NR: that’s my Band!

that band should be in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame by now but nope! in the end we F’d it all up! one thing is for sure, it turned out to be the last time that street guys like us were ever given anything that flipping valuable again.

but back to Jasmine Moon: 18 years old. time to pick it up. she didn’t take to the acoustic so maybe this Les Paul copy and a dirty amp will do the trick! bring on the power chords!

and what about xmas? i guess we’ll find out when we get there.