Category: Bleggalgaze

2024 November 25

This and the next one will be permaglued back-to-back

I need again mention that the originals in hand (can be spun and are four views of the same hexjeff and when glued back-to-back are sixteen if you flip every time you spin) better than any scan can be so nine out of ten times I enhance the jpg in an effort to capture the original through use of my laptop’s photo tools, sorry for repeating this every few months, it’s both the most and the least thing I need feel a fraud for

This and the next one will be permaglued back-to-back

2024 Novemberer

While I was ignoring this joint while not painting in Michigan WordPress beheaded the second avatar that haunted the first for weeks though I followed instructions including clicking the vital save button, best surprise of this week, the last time I fuck with the avatar until the next time I do

2024 October 6

The post below finished, not touching it again, learn when to abandon, yo, first time I used straight watercolor in months if not year or two. I’ve discovered the longer I let the first draft cure the crisper the wet interaction between first draft second draft – curing prevents the heavier from flooding the lighter. Meanwhile:



2024 October 1

Off to the shelf to dry for a week, photo in bad light of best when wet. New black, five parts black, two parts sienna and umber each, one part fire engine red, so far…

Current plan: when canvas and glue/acrylic ink completely dry, watercolor maybe, I know how gouache leaches, watercolor ink?

Another hiatus starts……. now

2024 Septanger 10

So to remove one or the other or both and add a new avatar I need register for and teach myself something called gravatar and at first glance fuck that (I would keep and/or replace the red, definitely want to delete me). I just renewed wordpress for another year, it’s not buyer’s remorse, it’s buyer’s self-contempt in service to fine self-servicing metaphors abounding

The above’s paper scissored into a rough circle and glued to the below, scissored into a rough circle, currently in the excellent book press I have access to, once solidly glued it will be put in a box and not looked at again until time to destroy the contents of that box, I know it’s not the best way to express myself to others but currently this is the only way to express myself to me

2024 May Two Eyes

Don’t write a poem about
you and circles I tell me

How writing poems about
circles, the compulsion

to write them makes me
paint circles about circles

And those things I make
which I can’t call art

because there’s boxes of them
I can’t throw away in case

I get famous. Where I spot
on the spectrum I’m not sure

but am glad I was not
my third grade teacher

Why I hate revisions
Why I forget what I made
once I plunge publish
and put in a box and then seal

2024 February 20

Bigger, better here. If you’ve bookmarked here please bookmark there, as soon as I figure out how to export here to there here is going away next time wordpress asks me for money, I have about six months to figure out exporting. In meantime, what’s here will also be there and there will be things there that won’t be here

2024 Januangry Rules Fool

Doesn’t exist as was above anymore. After debate, thankfully won by Fuck It (more often than not by lots Fuck It loses in many aspects of my life, many of those many loses valuable loss leaders in real life), I peeled off the yellow and blue masking tape though I thought this a good chapter one, much promise

Now that above the new above doesn’t exist does the pdf of what once existed count as an object now that no one can (not that anyone would) hold it, spin it, get fountain pen ink on the tips of fingers when you hold the edges to spin and flip over, and though you might see (but never hold, spin, get ink on your fingers) what I will glue to the back of the object that remains, *that* object will have no paste relationship to the above that no longer exists though it’s glued to what it was, yes or no, answer me, me

As for what remains on excellent cold press watercolor paper whose superior pigment absorption via rendered slaughtered horses’ hooves Fuck It if I fuck it up Fuck It if call it quits Fuck It does this poem exist, fuck yes

2024 January Killing Horses for Art

Just reminded that Arches Watercolor Paper, cold press used above on something abandoned last night before I fuck it up, uses gelatin from slaughtered horses to create the retained brilliance of pigments (especially white) more after drying than cheaper watercolor paper, in protest I won’t buy anymore tonight!

Outside now twenty degrees, single-digit windchill and the ground covered in ice and snow and I’m wearing leather shoes and I won’t eat Arches Watercolor Paper, I can slough into my closet of constantly revised and updated My Sillyass Deserted Island Five Game of infamies in the history of my complicities, That should be my epitaph, says Km’pec, drinking his poisoned blood wine

2023 December 21

Above and what’s written about it posted earlier today at the shouty place:

The Artist Giving the Finger: to be honest, like everything I make, from paintings to decent Roc ups for a rare pick-up-disc putt to human relationships, I depend entirely on coincidence which occasionally morphs into serendipity: the finger found me, I did not find the finger

2023 December 15


Awoogahex above one side, an attempt at calm below the other, latest card in Deck of Hexjeffs, glued and bonding for the weekend in the sweet bookbinder’s handpress I have access to, I’ve no idea how many more than 52 there are now and not counting



2023 November Fine Metaphors Abound

What did wordpress do with my avatar? Do I have to delete the previous post because wordpress thought it too big? Let’s see. Nope, now it’s gone but now it’s here.

What did wordpress do with my avatar, I still see it on dashboard, a photo of me I will never find, I tell myself to teach myself wordpress then berate myself for 37 violations of my tablet rules and I know I can’t break anything I didn’t touch and I know I just paid wordpress for another year. The photo has sentimental value as an avatar and as the avatar is the last copy, I do know where I can find other avatars

The most likely scenario is I removed it myself for some vain purpose lifespans ago and forgot and just noticed it was gone today in fine metaphors abound

2023 October Futility

Two weeks old, I haven’t painted in two weeks. Clear Elmer’s Glue, gouache, salt, watercolor ink. Scanned first with a work overhead scanner then gently laid face down on a better scanner, it is totally me to 3D shit that don’t represent unless you hold it