In the song I say Ted Cruz is a “bro- friend”.  Guess that’s not true or it is simply part of the show.

Reminds me of junior high school when we had a different boyfriend every week.  Unfortunately the United States is hardly “united”.  I sense a comraderie of con artists, liars and biggots who guard their group even while in competition.  Somewhat like a fraternity these so called leaders are not concerned with all of humanity but of those only in the group.

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In a world where media is wide spread and often pointing out opposition, we become confused and greatly opinionated.

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As long as we think that opposition exists we are blocking the way for a clearer vision. – Ernest Holmes

How can we change our minds when FEAR is the food we receive as those around us battle in opposition? Terrorists, liars, media, all feeding the FEAR.

Stephan Batchelor writes:

“Buddha awoke from the sleep of existential confusion.  So shocking and unexpected was this experience that he initially assumed that were he to speak of it no one would understand him.  A person who is asleep is either lost in deep unconsciousness or absorbed in a dream.  Metaphorically, this is how the Buddha must have seen both his previous self as well as everyone else he had known:  they either were blind to the questions of existence or sought consolation from them in metaphysical or religious fantasies.  His awakening, however, brought both the questions and their resolutions into vivid and unanticipated focus.”


In a world where media is wide spread and often pointing out opposition, we become confused and greatly opinionated.  We are often afraid that if we were to speak of something from an awakened point of view not only would others not understand us, we may lose ourselves as we are constantly reminding ourselves who we are through our attachment to the opinions, the group, the gang. We are blinded.  We seek consolation from the fantasies, the delusions.

In your awakening, you also are able to see through a clearer vision.  It is not outside that the FEAR exists, but within the memory banks of our brains that evaluate every situation, every vision, every piece of reality and how the media has transformed it to manipulate you.

A good example is the evolution of Thanksgiving day.  When I was a young kid we all went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house.  The streets were empty of vehicles and the stores were all closed.  Now, it has gone from the day after, “Black Friday”, to shopping on Thanksgiving.  What are we giving thanks for?  Better deals?

If you are like me you already have too much stuff and not enough money. Fortunately, I am not a shopper but a creator and being this I can clearly see the misfortune of the majority who sees things in a blur.  We have become more concerned with what we wear than what we do for each other.  We have more gadgets that take us out of consciousness like a drug addiction and it moves so fast that we never see it all or understand it or get anything substantial from it. Our children are growing up with no understanding of the Present Moment as they have a natural ability to copy everything we do with expertise.  Many believe what the media tells us even if it is Donald Trump blowing it again with some crazy remark, no facts or mockery.  People believe in him.

The Buddhists call it the Dark Ages for a very good reason.  Everyone is in the dark, like a dream, absorbed in the word of the media.  Like this. Zoom Zoom

I am not in opposition with the delusions I see in our electronic devices or the devices themselves.  I see too clearly and it is this I am grateful for and strive to keep in tune with.  Seeing the opposition is the first step to clarity. Continue reading

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Let the Game Begin

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Like a Buddhist sand mandala, first you create beauty and then it is destroyed. Impermence

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Ready, Aim, Fire.

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I must be a bad shot…..missed Donald J Trumps beautiful face.008w 009w

What a great way to get your picture with one of the Richest men in America.

Whooo hoo!!

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Presidential Election As Reality TV Show

TRUMP1 We have become more ignorant.  Our minds are so mushy that we actually believe in a Presidential Candidate because of his media popularity.  Oh WOW !! Yes he’s rich, whatever that means.  So he thinks he can buy the Presidency and say whatever he wants.  Ha Ha Ha.  Isn’t he funny.

One of my favorite clips is when Donald Trump was telling Jeb Bush to speak English….that all people who live in America should speak English…..Really??  We are the single country that has limited lingual abilities… Maybe Donny can’t sing.

So after hearing several things out of the mouth of Trump, I simply wanted to throw darts at him.  Then the idea came to me….ah ha!!  I will paint his portrait on a dart board and get people to throw darts at him and make a YouTube video of People throwing darts at him.  A few days passed and I thought….what the heck?  I may be outspoken, but I’m not an ass.  Donald Trump may actually have it but he lacks Wisdom.  Wisdom is Witnessing the words that come out of your mouth and if he wants the votes he needs to get the intellectuals on board, not just the brain injured people who watch Reality Shows…and Vote for their favorite by pushing buttons on a media device like my 2 year old grandson.

What has the Country come to?  Now we vote for our President like we vote for “theVoice”?   Now that’s Bliss if Ignorance is Bliss.  And, it is very scary.  We have some serious issues in America, which like Rome, reflects in all the other countries.

Art is supposed to SAY something.  Salvador Dali says to spread confusion, not eliminate it.  “Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.” We are letting the Reality Media limit our True Vision.  This is why I made a dart board portrait.  Ahh, Sal would be proud.

You may be wondering why then did you make the dart board.  To throw darts because you hate Donald Trump right….nah.  I don’t hate.  After painting the man I actually love him more.  There is a realness, a beauty that he possesses.  People are so infiltrated with FAKE and REALITY bullshit, not to mention the falseness of our society and greatness as a country, that they welcome REAL.  Even with his ‘great hair’ he is the most real…..well maybe Bernie Sanders has a bit of it.

The most common thing people say as a response to the Donny Dart game is “paint one with Hillary on it.”  Well, this is not about that. I am not against or for anyone through the dart game.   Actually I am sick of the “gottcha”  junior high prepubescent attitude and bullying going on in politics.  It has been around for a while and it is extremely disturbing. When I see these adults debating and saying the most ridiculous stuff I fear for this country.  Obviously, it’s about ratings and Donald Trump gets a lot of ratings.  This is what I am trying to bring to the awareness of people.   When I see the candidates behaving in a more mature manner in discussion and debate….did any of them take a debate class???……I may take this election seriously.

As far as I can We are in trouble so, let’s play darts!!

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“To use for our exclusive benefit what is not ours is theft.”  Jose Marti


If you have ever had something stolen from you, you probably felt violated.  Every time I felt violated.  However, I recall a time when I was young and foolish, not thinking of anyone but myself.  Maybe I even thought I deserved whatever it was I stole for the fact that I felt lack.  Taken things from other people only thinking that I wanted it or somehow …what?…..they wouldn’t miss it.  Or perhaps the victim of my thievery already, in my mind, had enough.  Well, enough is enough….and Karma will bring it right back to us at the Universe’s ( higher intelligence, God, etc.) own time, most likely when we need it.

I recently bought a creative writing collection at the local Hastings for some reading and bought it because its theme was “Theft.” The editor had written that theft is a complement and that the best writers steal making the idea “better.”  True genius.   It is true that artists have been borrowing from their surroundings forever, and with the intention of out-doing the other.  Such a competitive world we live in.  Yet, I can relate because I have had my art stolen and I think that these thieves probably have a strong desire to possess something they like and so, steal it.  But it saddens me because ART is personal; it has a story.  It is my life, my world and it was not respected or honored.  It was raped.

Now the rational and practical side of me simply realizes that I need to work this out, which is another personal issue, the psychological side or maybe the Karmic side and I am going to do what I need to release, let go and accept my loss.  So I go to the local pub which has everything I need: beer, people to tell my theft story to, and the internet so I can tell you.

First I asked a young couple in their mid twenties if they understood ART?  It may have been that I needed to tell my story about how someone stole a very unique and personal art piece which had been leaning up on the side of my art studio.002doc

I set it out right there near the window that says “soon be dead” because it is fragile if you bump it while I was cleaning up the studio.  I had also taken out some other art for cleaning and for re-varnishing.  Someone actually walked right up to this building and took the art.


This is a mixed media, part of a series I did called the “kitchen cabinet collection.”  And, it has a story.  The carving was done while I was working at Shidoni Art Foundry and Gallery in Tesuque, NM.  It is a well respected bronze art foundry north of Santa Fe.  One of my co-workers, whom I had also worked with at the first foundry, Weston, gave me the chunk of choya cactus.  What ?  you ask.  Yes, the choya cactus can develop a wood-like stalk that is not only beautiful, it is nice to carve.  I immediately saw the female, arms raised, in the chunk Alfonso gave me and refined the figure I saw.


The saddest part is that the person who took it will never know the story.  Their selfish desire over-powered any other possibility.  Such is the story of the human condition.  We all will continue to struggle with that part of us that does not love others as ourselves. Maybe we (as a species)  do not even know how to love ourselves so why would we care about anyone else when we have such a poor self image.

It concerns me that humans are so ‘ALL ABOUT ME’ without realizing we are in this together.

I feel violated.  I feel sad but I realize there is something good in this.  I remember waking up this morning and wanting some kind of sign… you know, “show me a sign.”  Well, my son has a friend visiting and he comes into my studio to see what it’s about.  He tells me that he doesn’t ‘get’ art and it is “something to do.”  I wanted to give him an example about the story using this particular art piece.  Then I couldn’t find it.  It was Sunday that I did the cleanup.  Some one stole it on a Sunday and today is Thursday.

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Painting with Pamela

Art is a Verb: Painting with Pamela is a fun time!!


I have been doing private painting parties in the homes of the host who picks the picture to paint and invites all the guests.  There is a great celebration experience with food, wine and other surprises.

My favorite part is seeing the amazing transformation in the guests, some who have never even painted before.  There is a connection to the mystical, magical and unknown part of each of us that we all feel a nature draw to experience.  These parties are where it happens.  Seeing someone find their inner artist is a wonderful and fulfilling experience for me as an artist.  I truly see and empowerment happening.

As an artist I have tried to sell and compete but all the while I knew deep inside there was more to it.  We are spiritual beings and creativity IS the place where we have great realizations of Creator, becoming that.  I create because I must.  Sure I would like to sell may work and live a worry free life, but I am happy to share my talents and see it blossom in others.

There is a new website where you may explore the magical places some of these new artist have discovered.

Check it out.  Book a party for your friends, loved ones and children.  LET’S PAINT013web       Kids painting buildings for the My City Mural project in Spokane, WA.  These small paintings will later go on a large 8×8 Mural in the city.


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