Poetry

Last night, I read at the annual Albany Wordfest Open Mic. Read a piece from "Antietam," called "Don Quixote."

And then I read "Song of Bourbon." It is about the initimate joy of sharing bourbon with a lady friend.

I love a good woman who can enjoy her bourbon.

American Quixotic - Dulcinea...in Progress

This one is special, and I am taking my time with her. As a part of my American Quixotic series, I am doing a "Dulcinea" piece. She is not the whore of the original novel in this piece, just a gal looking to escape.

The hair will be red and I am doing a little research into the styles of hair for the 1950s. It is also likely she will be wearing glasses as she looks at the map. The drink: bourbon, of course.

The boots are a bit of a tribute to a special pal of mine who has a great sense of humor and sense of self.

The body is done without the aid of a model.

Truckin'

Update: Had a nice meeting with a guy, an older fellow, gruff, manly, hat wearing...very focused on my history and needs. He recommended I shoot for a CDL-B (dump trucks, delivery style trucks, buses) and could probably get me work for $400-600/week starters at that level. Then later, after my daughter gets older, go for the A license. Decisions, decisions.

At least with the local gigs, I can still teach and I can probably consult and make up the difference.



In five minutes, I am off to talk to a recruiter and director of a local CDL school to see if there is any type of fit for me in the trucking industry. Are my eyes good enough, can I learn to do this, is there flexibility to train me and then employ me locally, so I can do regional runs? All good questions.

This is my first attempt to talk to someone about the business and whether I have any hope of getting involved, whether it is worth my time and effort, and whether it can be managed around my family needs.

It would be ideal to be a triple threat: to learn to drive, to consult, and to paint.

The Right Stuff

One of the greatest beginnings ever to one of my most favorite movies.

"They were called test pilots...and no one knew their names."

New Piece for 'American Primitive'

This is called, "Silence." It is the moment after the 17 minute FFFM love scene that takes place in my work in progress, "American Primitive." The original title was "Silence After 'Sister Ray,' but "Silence" works just as well.

Screenplay Renamed

While I enjoy the shock value of calling the screenplay, "Pornography," it does a bit of a disservice to the plot and to the muse who partially inspired it.

The name of the movie is now "American Primitive," which is also the title of my artist site.

It's Been a While...

...since i posted. I have been busy writing my screenplay, which is on page 94. If you figure 1 page = 1 minute of screen time, I already have a feature length film. If you add a very fun and comedic scene which should last the full 17 minutes of the song that plays while the scene happens, it's about 110 minutes.

Also, painted a picture, see above, of a friend. This is called Siesta at the Blue Movie Motel. It's the first actual person whose form I have painted (from a photo, not live) and completed. So, we are moving along.

A free day today. I walk around town with my camera, some more writing, maybe some painting.