July 19th, 2014 NOTES

                       Image from a larger work on paper by Francis Zander, Jenny Moon Tucker
                        and M Pony Payroll Bones.  Late May/Early June 2014

Below are notes, poetics, aphorisms, bits of folklore, observations, fragments, lyrical lines etc taken from handwritten jottings in a notebook on Saturday July 19th, 2014.  The formless formed.  Something may or may not occur with these notes.  Something already has these are notes. Yes, the formless formed.  Raw, nonlinear, associative, honest ramblings-----

JUly 19th Notes, 2014................

--the problem of mechanisms

-----thee problems of

Mechanisms---

One forgets what the original definition of machine is.

Outdated cultural metaphors chutz it up.  The stand up comedy in purgatory is NOT FUNNY.

barking dogs, motorcycles Revving---Recognition of barely freedom those dirt bike rider kids?

There's a pig in the alley trying to sell me bacon.

squallin Cat. 

Autumn breeze made

a summer tooth loosE

The old clubhouse down the dirt road winding hills...where the local folks would have dances.

The pistol shot

a hole in the banjer

and tha player was not struck

yet took time to feel conviction of this.

One truly understands music if one is put in danger by music in any context.

Hen waller

Breakin tha Cow's

necK

Pissin inside

tha covered bridge

upon midnight

whipstitch

bloody them shoes

Lame donkey dances in the rain

The stranger had

lost his way and

everyone wasz a

stranger and they did not know

so  (they did not KNow they were also strangers.)  The stranger

KneW he wasz a strangeR.

TheY forced me

to be right handed,

                        I suspect

--I'm still from the devil.  I am left

handed.

don't trust a woman

            who hides behind a

man

don't trust a man

who hides behind

a woman

singing usta be as natural as

talking

            breathing---100 yeaRs

ago--

            (and where did this happen you might ask?)

some evil tooK over this countrY--don't

want people ta sing

--         --singing keeps things

honest

fiddle and banjo

come from the devil

THe name of thA

composer was long

f o R G o T T E N

An old insult "HE stood behind the door too long."

Horse apple

Quaker bottom Road

Hamlin's Wizard Oil

William S. Hays wrote "Little Log Cabin in the Lane."

            THis was the first country hit played and sung by

Fiddlin John Carson  ---1923--Old ATL Moonshiner, Patriarch, Roustabout and timeless man of his day.  He knew obligations.  Good bad.  THe burning crimson evening

descendeth over tha PiedmonT.

"Things have changed their

course another way."

an old insult "He didn't know enough to throw rocks at

chickens"

"Nostalgia ain't what it used to be."

Grandmother's dream

He got drunk

and tried to stab tha

river to death.

The river drowned him.

"I had a little chicken/she had a wooden leg."

"If you need a helping hand you'll find it at

the end of your arm."

Below are five

 examples of Pioneer/Appalachian Slang

Jimber Jawed

Cooter around

flustrated

hillside fish

obsquatulate--(to mosey or to abscond)) 

(end)

squirrel draggeR

--rabbit  bomPer

saLacious winds of

ghost tongues--

Conviction or Caprice?

Interrogations proliferated

yet no resolution

            ---that itself is

the resolution- - -

Babble goes the babbling animal(s)

A soul in de

U N D E R WO R L D

            SKELETONIZED with de BONES REARRANGED with CrueLTY

A whistling Crow

and a belching Hen

Death cups accompany

and offers offers

from a burlap sack

            O SiN.

         
      Image from a larger work on paper by Francis Zander, Jenny Moon Tucker

                        and M Pony Payroll Bones.  Late May/Early June 2014

Notes on Art taken from Minneapolis, MN sojourn

Francis Zander (A.K.A. Mississippi Blood) hard at work painting in his Minneapolis basement.  Francis Jenny and I took many a long night in the limestone basement doing art together and separately together.



Breaking up forms to understand them or misunderstand them.  What does one do when one experiences experience as broken

Returning language to landscape and mystery.  The place where words were not words.  The place where words did not have to be the enemy and be words.

Nature is mystery.  Nature can be un natural.  Humanity has created new natures of various sometimes dubious quality.

All forms are the forms of the formless.  Foam becomes bone

Emotional depictions/not necessarily release.

What is emotional depiction?

The conscious and the unconscious engage in the spectrum of conflicts.  The conscious and unconscious engage in combat and matrimony.  Both are cannibals.

My own totemic

I cannot on purpose create a so-called “new.”  I must pursue the paths that are occurring.  I am occurring.  The viewer is occurring.  You are occurring.

Study the myths put shrapnel in them.  Do not be satiated with just Greek Myth.  Embrace localism. The local source of myth.  Your region’s folklore.  The old native stories.

Reuse--go through dumpsters---Reclaim, for instance payroll register computer printouts that have been thrown out.  Go find the frames inexplicably thrown in the recycle dumpster.
Always a metaphysical delusion.  YOU WE I have always done nothing and I am plagued by demons?    Demons with good intentions?


Does one resuscitate or receive visions anymore?  All the time?

Why the impulse to destroy art and creations.  This is not even a question.  The statement shall be continued to be made.

Define rhetorical    !    ?

Demonstrate Memory.

Representational and Non representational
The same sometime     The linear lost in the non-linear
        The non linear crossing the paved road


All the arts are inherently active sustaining humanity.

Listen to Rothko’s warning---
That is “………….the constant repetition of false hood is more convincing then the demonstration of truth.”

A picture is a reality.  A picture made is a reality.

Dialogue with nature.

The visual of voices

Creation alternates with the fog or oblivion

The dimensions of existence and experience depicted

Each individual artist must grapple with particular peculiar questions and problems.

The openness of the real.

Monet understood violence.  Stand very far back from his work and one will see.

Take many options amongst many

Where personal and historical fate meet.

Intention vs. passive

Depiction is the opening of open

A gesture and process is also depiction

Messages not translatable into words.

Mysticism of the line and contour

Mystery and meaning will not resolved

Do not sink the ship with the anchor.  Sink the ship with the anchor.

How does the animal make visual.


The Following Art work was created during this two week period by Francis Zander, Jenny Moon Tucker and Matthew Pony Payroll Bones.   Many of these are solo works, whilst a few are collaborations.  In all honesty even individual work was in a sense collaborative work as energy galloped amongst us.

A new Pony Payroll Bones/ Mississippi album was also recorded during this time also featuring Jenny Moon Tucker.  What started out as the Oak Ridge Boys Blues/ Oak Ridge Boys Love child got darkly weirder into darkness as songs and writing kept commencing.  Had a weird experience when singing about the devil.  More on this release later. As of the moment I am still deep in travelings.