Friday, August 31, 2012

The Scat

When I'm feeling down....when the lame Home Association is acting like an Ass. my spirtis can be lifted by a wild animal. Last nite as I was explaining to my neigbor Curtis about the two letters I had just received from the HA, a bob cat cut infront of his car into a neighbor's yard. This morning I found in front of my house the most interesting shit.
Katy Awful is terrible to pin down. When we went to Las Vegas we made great shots. Same in Phoenix. There was a situation at her work and she had to stay close so I went online and found a `deal' at the Tanque Verde Ranch at the east end of Speedway. Midweek....summer Arizona rate $79 including bfast!








this tree will factor into my shoot the next day











I got there early and I met her at McDonald's on Broadway and Houghton. On the way back to the Ranch I found "D E A D".


As it got darker my nite vision got worse and since we were the only occupants of this 3 room casita, only the exterior lite in front of our room was on. I went to get more out of the trunk


 and noticed a clum in my path.Fortunately I stopped and calkled Katy who also can't see much without her missing glasses.
Suddenly it moved. The biggest gila monster I have ever had the pleasure of meeting.

Katy is a pleasure to see







then later in the nite she wore a spectaculr hat from my favorite Tucson vintage store 'Razzle Dazzle',
owned and stocked by my friend Cindy Ferris (3402 East Grant Road  Tucson, AZ 85716
(520) 323-4544)













Tuesday, August 21, 2012

You Break It...You Own It




After I totaled my truck in Benson , Az, I got a rental through Geico and drove into Lordsburg, NM expecting to find nothing. Instead I found an antique store



in an otherwise ghost town and went in and met Scott Given. He seemed shy and not particularly forth giving. But he had treasures wrapped in plastic bags like the first issue of Adam magazine…a softcore news mag I have coveted and collected for years and eventually worked for. I asked about Vogue mags from the 40’s and he said he had them.
I made sure to stop back on my way home. But he had pulled out no Vogues. Very little of what he had hinted he had. He back of his interesting but chaotic office was a hall littered with interesting looking junk. He said he was moving to North Carolina in a week though it looked like he was going nowhere with a huge hole in his roof and ‘stuff’ everywhere in chaos, not boxes. Plenty of old bottles and dolls  though.
I left disappointed (everything I wanted he wanted to keep) figuring that was the last I’d see of  that mysterious man. Then my friend, `picker’ Gino, asked me if I was going back to Lordsburg. Seems someone was selling 2 mid- century modern chairs on craigslist and it turned out to be Scott.
I wanted to go back to the Sunday Deming swap meet and I thought, maybe I could pry away Scott’s horded Adam mag collection. Angie was out of town visiting her family and
Gino and I drove in his van, leaving at 7 pm. We were destined for Motel 6 in Deming but I wanted Gino to see Scott’s Antique store that night. Unexpectantly, Given was outside on the sidewalk at 11 pm and he allowed us in. This time there were many boxes but plenty not packed (ran out of newspaper).

Watching Gino work was a lesson as he was VERY serious and quiet scanning the shelves filled with stuff. He left with the two chairs from craigslist. Once in motel 6, after meeting several motel toads (photo by Gino)


 Gino googled Scott Given



 and (some) of the mystery fell away. A bottle collector since a child growing up in southern California he had discovered that old bottles can be found in abandoned outhouses! He’s dug 3 thousand since moving to Lordsburg 20 years ago.
He showed us a fabulous early Pepsi bottle priced at $750


 and a bk he had self published on rare bottles from New Mexico and Arizona.

After breakfast



 at La Fonda in Deming with Monica


 and picking twice through the Deming flea it was back to Given. Gino, like a wolfe, was sniffing out the good stuff..
Probing like a surgeon. He wasn’t going to allow himself (or me) to leave without getting something good. Money was (literally) burning a hole in his pants. Somehow he found that Scott had been a skateboarder in Poway,
Escondido, Ca. Did you take any photos? Scott with a slight smile went to the front and opened a box and pulled out drugstore albums with fantastic shots of Henry Rollins (Black Flag), Keith Morris (Circle Jerks), Sonic Youth, The Detonators, UK subs, the Pandoras, and D.O.A. What is the most fantastic price you would want for these photos. Scott looking at the floor and smiling gave a price and the deal was done.

Minutes later I got clumsy climbing over some boxes and broke a plate. Within minutes Scott was back with his hand out. Luckily, the price was $3 dollars! I kept thinking of the pepsi bottle.
On our way back to Tucson I dreamt 



I was small enough to ride a saddle of Spanish leather on the back of Penelope.



Friday, August 17, 2012

Heather makes art

my ex girlfriend and  close friend Sherry Stein graduated CU Boulder a year before me and when I got out and got to San Francisco she was making jackets out of sailboat canvas. Years later she was welding vintage cadillac's into couches (one bought by Liberace). Arounbd 40 yrs old she told me she was going back to college to get her higher degree in design. I was amazed that someone so original felt it important to go back to college and she told me she wanted to learn the language of design. When she got out she was sought after by Nike, etc. She now akes fine hand bags (SSteindesign.com)
Heather, age 28, told me a similar idea after she graduated in art. She wanted to learn how to make video. Today she produces programing for the U of A channel. Recently I arranged to be with my brilliant reptile friend Robert Villa and he told me he had to be done by 7 pm to help Heather make an art piece. I tagged along to the desert.

Minutes before I met Heather, Jaime J. Soto, Michael Rascon (the two dancers) and (unseen) Robert Villa at the Hotel Congress.


Then to the dark desert lit by car headlites



















the next day she brought back the tripod and we went to El Salvadoran bfast at the swap meet on Dexel and Mission.


what I got on camera will be part of a piece called Constructed Encounters, or
Constructed Encuentros, shown at the Louis Bernal gallery at the Center For The Arts (Tucson) Sept. 13th. A collaboration with Heather Gray and Laura Milkins.






















Monday, August 13, 2012

The truth is

my brother and I haven't seen each other in years yet we have grown into many of the same habits and likes. He pees next to the car like I do. and we both obsess on goodwills and thrift stores


a totem to something never allowed to flower what with career and status and trophies too static 
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