never really heard the song but know of the title, i did hear of cover of the song in one of my all-time favorites "born in east LA" where Rudy is playing guitar for tourists in TJ for change to pay off a coyote to take him back to, you guessed it, ELA. Whittier Blvd, Taco Village, Morales Shower Doors, and Garfield Ave. Pico Rivera and the Pomona Fwy. Soto St. Chickens in backyards and churros outside of la misa on sundays. And the everpresentthumpthumpthump of a heavy duty bass and WAR blasting from the cherried out buicks with chain link steering wheels.
online musings, observations, documentation & commentary regarding mail art and an artists predilection for procrastination using her dogs as an excuse. Please don't use or right click any of my artwork or photos posted here. it's bad and i'll be forced to send the pups to eat you out of hearth and home
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
mission blvd
this year has been all about family stuff for me. so much so that it seems that not a week goes by that i am not engaged with immediate or extended family in one way or another. this weekend was no different. i needed to go see my father on saturday and then go to my uncle's birthday on sunday. since the little monsters are a handful, i doubled back the next day in a sense. while driving both days, i was reminded how much things have changed, and conversely, how thins have remained untouched.
Roads and thoroughfares- big changes. the old farm roads that i knew are being demolished to make way for new overpasses to avoid the inevitable accidents on the two lane hiway.
Farms and crops-unchanged. the smell of broccoli and the sight of row upon row of strawberries and culled through lettuce fields grabs hold of my heart no matter how long i'm away, and twist in an odd fashion. for as much as i hated it here and couldn't wait to go to the "big city", the earth has a hold on me and experiencing the surroundings via the senses calls the long forgotten to be reintegrated.
livestock-still abundant, the cows, the goats, the horses, the ranch dogs that keep pace with your car and bark furiously until you reach the next property always makes me smile.
the picture of this post brought a laugh and smile to my face and heralded my trip back to the fields and hills. it was like a vision from my past announcing my immediate future. have a lovely day.
Roads and thoroughfares- big changes. the old farm roads that i knew are being demolished to make way for new overpasses to avoid the inevitable accidents on the two lane hiway.
Farms and crops-unchanged. the smell of broccoli and the sight of row upon row of strawberries and culled through lettuce fields grabs hold of my heart no matter how long i'm away, and twist in an odd fashion. for as much as i hated it here and couldn't wait to go to the "big city", the earth has a hold on me and experiencing the surroundings via the senses calls the long forgotten to be reintegrated.
livestock-still abundant, the cows, the goats, the horses, the ranch dogs that keep pace with your car and bark furiously until you reach the next property always makes me smile.
the picture of this post brought a laugh and smile to my face and heralded my trip back to the fields and hills. it was like a vision from my past announcing my immediate future. have a lovely day.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
sabiduria
oooh, not a good shot. but it will do for the sake of the general idea. so, the impetus for this is integration and fitting pieces together to make a coherent whole- ---it was something i have been doing over and over again as a main design for about a week now. one of the things that happens to me when i draw and doodle on paper is that i draw in theme cycles, that is, if i draw unconsciously, things appear by themselves most of the time and i've learned to go with it (a tour through my photostream will show previous cycles, eyes, circles, squares, waves,e t c ) and now when i look through older stuff, i can remember the theme from specific dates (eyes 2004-2006, squares 2008 late fall, etc.) does this happen to others? i wonder.
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