ART REFLECTS LIFE, OR....IS 'IT' THE OTHER WAY AROUND?

January, retrieving a package of 1969 correspondences between George Wallace Ruckert to Mr. & Mrs. Ephraim R. McLean......'The oddest materials from the 'basement boxes'.....and my written schematas about Universal Consciousness, pretentiously inked, during my 'letter-writing' days of the late 1960's......just to 'practice' the writing skills, learned from Refuge Poet/Vanderbilt Profs, during my 'stay' in Nashville......then, continued into my first years in Atlanta........ Why keep them? They have little meaning, now.....So.....many letters and critiques will be wrapped in the brown 'wrapping paper' that has been 'frustration-slashed' from the doors to reveal the vistas, momentarily obfuscated, as the afternoon sunlight floods the rooms.....for my 'admissions portfolio' for Virtual Jerkoff Art School........ Now....to melt a few boxes of Crayola's into the cracks in the driveway....then pry, with Edwardian silver lobster pics and claw-foot sugar cube tongs..... the random waxen encaustic conceptualizations from the rubbly surface fissures.....frame them....then.....my favorite part......melt all this in an old oil barrel......as I dance around this cauldron of 'Art'....... pouring the mixed-up contents to still other surfaces........Isn't "THIS" how the Elements got stirred up to make 'what was'.....'what is'?

Art Reflects Life, after all......

LISTENING TO THE STULTIFYINGLY BIASED ELECTION COMMENTARIES BY THE TWO MAJOR PARTIES' REPRESENTATIVES, ENTRENCHED IN SYSTEMIC DOGMA AND RHETORIC........ALL WEARING BLINDERS, AS THEY ONLY SEE THE PATHS OF PREACHING POLITICIANS' EFFORTS TO SWAY THE SHEEP......

When perplexed by the goings on of the World......my thinking reverts to more philosophical, theoretical thinking, which allays my anxiety about how incredibly stupid "it" all appears to be........"NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES IT IS DIVIDED, THE UNIVERSE IS STILL INFINITE, FOR EVEN WHEN LEFT WITH TWO PARTICLES, THE DISTANCE BETWEEN THEM SEEMS TO STILL BE INFINITE, RELATIVE TO POINT OF VIEW, WHICH IS ALWAYS OUTSIDE THE INSIDE......" Veristes

Everyone 'sees' "it all" from his own apprehensively limiting consciousness....and believes that the view though his own fixating prejudices is, somehow, some absolute Reality.......Fashionable thinking is, and has always been, just a miniskirt that will, in the blink of the Cosmos, be as embarrassingly out of style as the once accepted belief that the World is a flat plane at the center of the Universe......or the pop song that was once thought, with certainty, to become a classic.....to be revered for replicated generations to come......but is now forgotten, except by those intellectually imbred whose offspring never left the contexts of that Time or the Religions that are but plasticized concepts, best left in the dark caverns from which they emerged, with the glowworms that inspired the primitive brains that spoke to those who could be both placated and controlled by the nonsensical dogmas that postured as the Reality of a few ever-repeating words.....the interpretation of the then unknowable.......Slice it, dice it, then kick around the pieces, like the stones of Babble.....each, subsequently picking up his grain of sand from the rubble, thinking it must reveal within the narrow view through the blinders, the Grand Enigma... or be a righteous clue to some Plan for Eternity......when, in actuality, it is but a fragment from which little can be extrapolated by even the most reverential observations, of the relative vastness that it was once a part of.......When one considers the possibility that from something even smaller than this grain, whole constellations of galaxies evolved.......Well, all this seems presumptuously inane and simplistic......

RELATIVELY INNOCUOUS CENSORIAL ART, AS 15,000 RAGING HUMANS WATCH LIVE WRESTLING TO THE DEATH ON PAY-PER-VIEW.....AND WOMEN IN MOSLEM COUNTRIES ARE SENT TO PRISON FOR 25 YEARS FOR SHOWING THEIR LONG HAIR IN PUBLIC.......

Hermeneutic glamour posturing....... '1970 self-portrait' for a group showing of ambiguous 'art school' self-portraits......my full-frontal nude portrait was censored.....literally, with a big "X", so I replaced it with a 'tucked' photo....but was thrown out of the show for that......for a while, I pinned nude photos of myself and friends to the inside of my raincoat, and would 'flash' them at attendees of Art Galleries that had highly-censored showings.......This led to a big 'Art Show' at a private gallery at which Harold Case and his then girlfriend, Alison McLaughlin, appeared as nude bride and groom.......This led to some 'censorial' problems for the Republican Atlanta Art Gestapo, that soon began to shut down bars, bath houses, galleries, book stores and 'health' club facilities all over town......Then, everything got 'disco'd' over with meaningless tawdriness, and I began to over-dress in baggy clothes, in revolt......