In discussion with my eldest son about the evolving and dissenting nature of art, citing Captain Beefheart and Van Gogh and Bowie as examples as art as inspirational provocation..then pondering afterwards on the fantastic privilege to have lived a life in art..profit and recognition be able to connect with others, to be able to put it down on the page or tape or up on the screen, just transcendent and miraculous..


Remembering the greatest buzzes of my life seeing Jack Kirbys work for marvel hearing john Lennons howl and mantras seeing Vincents disturbance fizz hearing Life on Mars and Virginia plain..Purple Haze The End..Dali, David lynch Vonnegut, Joyce,Pratchett..on and on the heart breaking beautifully and now broken…but no regrets not one..


Forget the nine oclock news and step over to the ravishing creative change inducing side..there’s injustice in the world sure wrongness galore but there’s ten turn ons for every one of them once you adjust your vision and tune out the misery broadcast and the material lowbrows..Do that!
Live to love and make stuff.