That reminds me of the horse that Big Jim Jesus used to insist that I ride naked and without a saddle. He was probably diddling someone while I was riding it.
Holy One, if you are listening, please advise me. Christmas is coming on, and I will be suicidal. So terribly lonely and suicidal.
Having your works displayed at most of these institutions is more or less a career dead end, while there are only a few royal roads to success.
The most lucrative network of all consists of six New York institutions—the Museum of Modern Art, the Guggenheim, the Gagosian and Pace galleries, the Met, and the Whitney—and one Chicago museum, the Art Institute. If you can make it there, you’ve made it everywhere:
To Jill Mustang: Do this—-observe your own grief. Just “do” grief. Observe how it feels, what it makes you think, what thoughts are associated with it. In this way, you start to separate from it.
And above all, affirm that you do not need Jim Jesus.
Get up at 4:00 AM and walk in the forest, or in a park, with no lights or any sort. Observe the moonlight on the trees, see the nightlife. Walk fearlessly. What this does, will become clear the more you do it.
Do it for two weeks, rain or shine, cold or hot, then contact me again at this website.
This musical presentation contains beatiful country side Russian artist work from the late 1800’s.
Rimsky-Korsakov – Christmas Eve: Orchestral Suite (1895)
4 December, 2018 at 6:47 pm
ROUGH RIDER — BRING UP THE ROUGH STRING
Cool picture. The painting has a southwestern look. A cowboy out in West Texas or New Mexico. Keeping the heritage of the North American alive.
4 December, 2018 at 6:49 pm
Typo: Keeping the heritage of the North American “cowboy” alive.
5 December, 2018 at 1:52 am
https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/876580281316515840
Art, Transcendence, and the Gatekeepers
5 December, 2018 at 3:06 pm
That reminds me of the horse that Big Jim Jesus used to insist that I ride naked and without a saddle. He was probably diddling someone while I was riding it.
Holy One, if you are listening, please advise me. Christmas is coming on, and I will be suicidal. So terribly lonely and suicidal.
Jill Mustang
6 December, 2018 at 2:24 pm
Having your works displayed at most of these institutions is more or less a career dead end, while there are only a few royal roads to success.
The most lucrative network of all consists of six New York institutions—the Museum of Modern Art, the Guggenheim, the Gagosian and Pace galleries, the Met, and the Whitney—and one Chicago museum, the Art Institute. If you can make it there, you’ve made it everywhere:
An exhibition at one of these is a guaranteed ascent to fame and headline prices. It is the definition of artistic validation.
https://www.lewrockwell.com/2018/12/no_author/state-of-the-art/
6 December, 2018 at 6:27 pm
To Jill Mustang: Do this—-observe your own grief. Just “do” grief. Observe how it feels, what it makes you think, what thoughts are associated with it. In this way, you start to separate from it.
And above all, affirm that you do not need Jim Jesus.
Get up at 4:00 AM and walk in the forest, or in a park, with no lights or any sort. Observe the moonlight on the trees, see the nightlife. Walk fearlessly. What this does, will become clear the more you do it.
Do it for two weeks, rain or shine, cold or hot, then contact me again at this website.
7 December, 2018 at 2:07 pm
Thankyou, Sri Sreggin! I walked this morning. I was afraid of the coyotes, but I did it anyway.
15 December, 2018 at 12:31 pm
This musical presentation contains beatiful country side Russian artist work from the late 1800’s.
Rimsky-Korsakov – Christmas Eve: Orchestral Suite (1895)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0vFOax7ZeU&start_radio=1&list=RDk0vFOax7ZeU&t=74