Residency BLOG
in this residency
Like any post modern asshat academic student
We wank about being self centred twats agoniseing on our childish obsessions.
Property
Girlfriends
Profit
Our egoic statis in th hive
Georgus blogposts in disposable hybrid de evolutionry gymnastic decaying social moral relavancy
Ignoreing
feats of countercult surveilance state irony liguistic terrorisms by consent
Its fantastic...
Beutifull massive harbour tidal swells..
More water flowing in to bay of fundy than all rivers in werld combined..while its happening ...they say.
Nonesuch kickshaws main and station
Parrsborro nova scotia.
Lotsa huge ol buildings
Rambling beat bookshop
Strewn with art sculture painting print
Big gallery upstairs
Foodie host
Cabins on cliffs
Friendly (older demographic)
Locals.
I thrown up a wee studio installation of drawing minitures i done on way.
Had a open studio (nonone visited)
This place reminds me of
Invercargill ..whanganui...port chalmers
All in one.
Ive a church bell tower studio too
And a actural church inside to show in
(Who ever will see it god knows)
Im processing such alot of feelings thinking
Awarenesses ignorances
Styles
Possabilitys
Known
Unknowable
Despair futility
Hope
Am i for example light in being ..transindental visiter in flesh suit
or dark?..frustrayed nihilism critic judgement n assumption
Who are we
Trapped.
Or bravely self aware co creaying with life
My pre occupations return most often to feeling inculcated in a chemicle prison of psychic conformity
State
Economy
School....orwellian ...
But even this is a kinda privledged luxury
Wonder abounds in th non assumptive
Th infinite unknowable th subtle n eternal
Th logos is present in every turn of th spiral of time
Even distopian controll empires!
But in this
Its only ever about me
Th risk of free thought experiential elf identification
Or indeed...trying to shed that..mask of false self
Is
Like the earnest monk
So contrived in being a monk...spiritual pride..of th ancient drop out caste of seekers after truth
Renounces n becomes one again with 5h human drama
Fucks fights screws gets drunk
Maybe with twinkle in eye.
No ones saying im there..
I wanna be good!
Get possessed by "bad"
The arts a shadow may of th divine drama
Of some relic of art self awareness
Before..google n yer psych meds did it fer you.!
Yep...de huminify th human n what you got?
A chip ready bio chemicle ai accessory.
Borg!
Still..here i am.
Palm council wanking on th interface all about it!
Reading some books on past intellectals in recrnt history th dim times before innernet you understsnd.
They discussed things..interms of other masters
Francis of assisi..
Neitzure
Etc
The dark light wobble of what to make
How to make
The past technique retinue of assumed possables.
Th need of a cohearant psychic body being manifest
And if i do..will it only condemn me like they tend too
When shared as work in th gallerys.
I still think a earnest effort like lived philosophy..and weather
And the way we experience our "self" is nessesary
Its holy ground
Not socialised conformist subroutines of controll n being controlled..
But
Ineffiable attempts of freedom
Re search
Re creation
Th loons are th ligitimate froth of automated social body..we were spozed to be liberated !
Not castrated in debt pyrimid scheme!
To know soul
Even to keep that...layerd transpersonal concept of self alive
Th map....
Th econo sci religeon of faciest mind correct...
Dont want ya to have beating heart..do that in ya own time
As homeless
As addict
As medicated housewife.
Na..arts political
Spiritual
Emotional
Mental
Historic
Pre cognitive
Reality creation on micro n macro level
What artists do reachs inta th soft dream of collectivity dormant slumber n ...summons spirit to manifest
Re member
Alter past future memory to activate potentials in th chaos field
All potentials
Work...then
Valuable beyond measure.
As is
A child born
A death earnd.
As is breath
Its all total illusion...and dust t dust.
Language time and integrity.
Just werkin out what t make n how.
I believe in it
Th reality is also as futile n destructive
Dangerous n empty..
Th rageing beast of unconscious cognitive dissonance is there
Th conflict in heacen
In ne
Th gene disorder of our species
Who ate me
Who made me
What am i
Can we realy make ourselfs or but re act.
"You think too much" is leveld at me
But i probly dont think enough
Or sharp enough.
But..think feel
Need a sphere of expanding contracting reference
On a most unlevel playing field.
Begin again daddy
I made that.
Does Satan wear jandals I wonder?
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Absatotally.! He invented em Discarded copious amounts like confetti in india recent decades gone And has set up considderable strongholds of jandal production in china As well as The material mamalian mytho spheric dna fuse weld chromosome Jupiter moon. Yep Make no mistake Satan is Jandle wearing Himalayan mountain pass Sperm warrior Pyrimid scheeme trash cyclone Tourism preditor Extreemophile! Gape cam Armiment adaptive Neurological optic transferrance Peptide ass cream. Cann i get a good
God damn!
Mediochre product producer Or and Public skitzaphrenic Fool heyoka Hmmmm Stop MAKEING SENCE Nothins as it should be Or as it seems Accept it as it was Controll the potential non duel narritive assumption delusion Hypothetical desire cloud Biochemicle meat puppet Conscious radio antenna Codmic god mind Abortion clinic Part time lapdancer. Woof
Hey! Hi!
(A chum dispences artistic block -sage advice i asked her for..said advice as follows. However..it will only werk for me
No one else) Welcome to the world of Le Cafe Art Bottom where many a creative sifts about scratching chin....it’s a crowded scene amongst the procrastinatory! ....and a place you never earned your stripes......what with being a complete workaholic and go getter from the outset, a rare breed to be sure…… Sage advice follows: Sneak out of an evening trimming horse tails...... Fashion self an eeeeeeeeenormous horse paintbrush...... Leave said brush in mysterious locales round town over subsequent six weeks..... On forth to last day wander through town in a teal satin ball dress paying willing passers by $5 each to wander behind you pied piper styles for eight hours..... Mind control yer minions to stretch the canvas between two trees in the town square..... Be seen in town napping on couches in furniture stores.....lobbies etc..... Wander into supermarket with bowl and spoon eat muesli n yoghurt n browse the aisles...... Last day, pack everything, make sure hair is MASSIVE.....wander naked into paint shop, buy large tin of paint in exact shade as ballgown.... Run charging past previously stretched canvas screaming RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH like a Berserker entering battle, swing horsehair brush above head like a whip and at speed..... Leave one M.Gimblet styles mark.... Without pause grab pack a run to edge of town.... Hitch hike into the distance leaving naught but a handscrawled note saying.....’I Was ‘Ere $13,750’ Fly to New York. It’s the only sensible path.
Bing..
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ill keep
"Yer a real go getter " as a keeper comment. Sigh.... That crouded cafe.. Of lonly echos Of needy attention ..n shatterd dreams n Looming shadows Th cafe of bitter remorse coffee n fettid cake of disapointment Bagal of self recrimination Arrrr were thy cafe a nat geo wall collage strewn psychedelic wholefood stoner gathering with teepee N Lefty intellectuals Feverishly lecturing on moral undertones of strip malls n school system curriculum
N ardent evangalical spiritualists .. Prosthletiseing a retro wholism.around arc angel micheals glittering ministry on th astral plane I lie naked in th mud Swim against th tide! My undies ashore Sea mist.. And thunder in distance .. True story!!! Yep Swum in tide cummin in..nekid away from folks Was strong!! Be carefull.
Then some peanut butter mudslide icecream in a cone
I call this work.
This is a rather hideous rendering of a local indiginous pples (the micmak)
Creater giant divine guy hero (like maui)
From 1972! In fiberglass
And very suspect cobbler fashion.
Unsure if he is a insult or honour to the old people.
None th less 18 feet high
Red as a raped ass
And bit like freddy cooger.
He might be doing qi gong!
I should do mine.
Its funny how the things that mean the most..
Are lost in th telling..when we focus on something seriously it kinda gets killed.
How many shows or pieces ive made end up looking like outsider trash?
When my intent was high
Process long n genuine arduous n revelatory..
And its this hokey kitch remnant of bygone human art nostalga surperfluous to any currant contemporary inmate of culture.
Oh cheer up man
Yer not digging potstoes fer your lord and master in th bogs now are ya..
Are ya?
Cant sleep again . Realy bad here. In this house. I mean ...its all peachy just.. Cant make anything either. Probably cos its not my place. Logistics nightmare. And just such a rabbit hole of neurosis makeing work at all! I just dont have th energy. Its so much work for nothing Far away. I want t give up. I know theres work in me.. I see it. Just sick t fuk of th screwy art werld Myself Over compensating Under performing missing th mark Not knowing what im.doing Mature objective target abstract metaphysical scapes Being this fuking fringe outsider guy when thats not who i am. Oh then being arrogant or self centred cos ive ambition.or a sence of me own Potential. I miss home. I just cant be fukd investing myself into another disaster And paying for it . Just being rational. Dont know if i got it.. Cant sleep
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Dino saur rock atlantic
Cant sleep
Friendship
Thinking talking too much
Feeling th past
Scanning th ego project
In
Blessed receivers
Rat burrow
Humid
Thinking too much
Garlic
Sore throat
Not used to so many social stuff n personalitys
Friction
The pacific university
Flying
Everywhen
Potentials
Hello sir. (So sorry i forgot your name!) Ive been meaning to write. I met you briefly th day before th show in te manawa gallery palmerston north new zealand december 2017. Th big climate change / abstract expressionist..exhibition. (For short walk thru video have a look at the link on my website homepage Www.jamesrobinson.nz. HOW IS YOUR WRITEING? AND BOOK TOUR. So ive been travelling THE WORLD. India ..6 months. On royal enfield bike. Himalayers. Egypt. Iceland Now in a rural beatnick private art residency in nova scotia. Am sleeping in and studioing in A old church. Huge Organ ..stain glass..th works. Ive a bell tower room. Also the bay of fundy canada Has the largest tides in the world. So If i can get my shit together to make Mythicly..intuitivly Poeticly Im thinking of a show. Around themes of ocean Capitalism extinction displacement migration Faith Environment Identity Fragmentation Heroism Failure defeat Sickness Spirit Healing Grief Loss And gain God GODD..! SELF ROBOTIC FACIEST WAR iN TH DEVIL Flesh Being Time Gravity Light Water Watwr Water Light Idea Play!!!!!!!!! Graphix in dada mind map surrealism and organic stain fabric banners loose flowing. The hosts run a paper buisness. Fine art paper. Look..i am not sure why im writeing I think its a portent To have met you at th outset of this Fools carbon rich white man walk about. God bless you sir! Mr james francis robinson. (Ahem..james was given from my mum digging this beatnic prophet international counter culture poet in nz JAMES K BAXTER Francis..from assisi And robinson A dutch label..but ive acturally researched what Robin son means. I was ancestrily a product of a orgiastic singles fuck fest in th woods between villages. Ritually. As in a robin Was a mix up meeting..moon..breeding plan..gene pool selection Europe. A son was a child from that intercourse communial process. FACINATING!!!
-so so so so so
Wrong
Not this guy in particuler
But is granpa a jewdeo bearded skitxoid war god incesting n slavin with impunity thru th known universe?
Mmm
What if ya a native kid on drugs
With alcholic extended family n bad obese diet?
Grandpa..
Family structure
Cultural sentence structure syntax
And
Haha
Cognition of shapes dimentions meaning
But
Th thin thread
Kindness
Love
That jesus meem of transindental human
Wisdom
Wisdom
Sophia
A goddess.
Eh
Who made granpa?
And who made sophia?
And CAN SOMEONE TELL ME ALLREADY
WHAT THE UNIVERSE SITS IN!!!
arrrrr
Ripe fruit energy fall
Species wide
Rot
Mytho centric narcistic
Pan dimentional uplink
Shhhh go clean ya room boy
See
Way of the infinit explorer
From his
Audio cleaver
By
Neil kramer.com
Inviteing the PRIME xmas card of all times in a actural intimate gesture of what can only be fairly termed intentional Feline ejaculate!
After your aged burmeese cat pisses on your face ...again! You ol pussy man you. Yes emminent usa prof types interest me You Failed FAILED to include a credible link fer my paroosal. I have very limited connection..so not realy able to media indulge...my apols. I did colkect string rope from a remote beach today with chinese american art acadrmic today had a booshy lunch which was excelkent. Im watching obese people selling cake to obese people at a chain coffee shop being awfully chatty n so nice. Mmmm im sickagain. With a flu Stress Lack of sleep very low energy Head spin tryi g to sort out what to make how.. Underlieing it..is Its not acturally ok to make here in a serious way. Its a bohemian fantasy about being part of th the brick a brac fantasy art dumpster collection. Residrncy woman yelled at me portentiously as i was about to start..after a long qi session. My minds been scrabbling at expectations..techniques time frame. Great buildings. Full of crap. And there tendrals everywhere. Which resilt in me moveing a pile of crap..to acturally eat at th kitchen propper. ..th crap was important aparently...in th middle of th kitchen eh. Sigh. I keep moveing allover to multipke beds..its hot its cold This matress sucks this is lumpy. The intent to start..to invest...was there. I was just gunna start. And she yells..screems. Shes a stress case..multitasker..who has a ability to freekme out and although theres friendlyness too. Its ambiguous boundrys.. money space Duration of residrncy. I mean its great fer a visit. But too much like a private dopefreeks sprawling kingdom in th wops. With the lack of boundrys. Psychicly. I oppologised profusely..and argued that there stuff was e erywhere..if i was to ask to move anything then..i would be asking about e ery fuking step! So its not a professional residency. Its a clusterfukd cafe. A beatnick gallery. Alot of shitty leaking buildings they got for nothing. A church. A cluster of artists comeing n going to have dinners. A girls conflab. Shit. I over invested in a headcase fantasy. Mine..aswell as theres. Still...th area is nice. Th tides are real. Least i had god tell me before i started..its not ok. I been worryd obsessivly fer a week about it. Maybe something else comes up. Im fukd not sleeping Sick again. ..eating good. Lots garlic. Still infected tho. Fuk n fuk n fuk. More 1000s lost. Whaf ever. Keep th faith. FUCKING ASS CUNT ART WORLD EH
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Coffee shop psychic wifi on!
A writer woman waiting fer a massage sits down purple t shirt.
Turns out shes adopted a bhutineese bhuddist kid.
We talk around metaphysics environment art writeing researchers ect
Then i go next door and equally engage with th cathlock opshop church woman in theological rambles..which there quite fluent in!
Never in nz would this happen.
I heard about satan even! Excellent stuff.
Hes especially active in summer im told from th wize old duck.
Ahhhh antiginaosh...weird lil place.
Bigot pop (literally yall)
Just balld my eyes out with my ride Talkin about my mother. Conflict with hosts Triggers. I got this amethist hematite combo crystal from local woo shop as momento. Proported healing grounding propertys. Art prof erin en route to sculpture prof bf then toronto ..talkin bout her mum..her kids... Im talkin bout my mum..you.. Me as a kid.. I totally connected with the love i had fer my mum as a boy.
The total awsomeness of woman as protector provider in there prime with family
Glue of the universe
Th strength n nobility of my mum..my utter belief in her awsomeness
Protection
Ect
And of course all th wounds in there that wernt addressed...and how rough it was being a kid semi abandond
With skitz dad violence in me..mums promiscous sex ..my sexial abuse
Out financial stress
I wasnt protected
But i adored my mother.
I totally sobbed in this car...big theropy wracking snot blubs.
Cos i missed my mum
And love.
Famly...all th stuff i dont get with being angry n hurt.
So th crystal ..
Th sleep deprivation th huge tides of th area
Th disfunctional art hosts..
My
Bizzare psychic topography..
And good kind mature company..
Totally amazeing woman.
Detatched but present.
Ran a being present drawong workshop .
Yeah.
I feel ok.
Im good.
Im a good good good man person.
And that kid who acts out..
At unfair flakey boundrys...
See..
He is safe with me.
He realy is.
Ok
Psycho report
Done.
Campingvtonight.
Canadas endless highways of chain store replicant no choice consumer heaven.
Hmmm
Vast bigness comfortable the same the same same n same.
Hmmmm
Monolithic borg collectives...
Hmmm
Little bit scared..but ah...safe.
The homeless screems follow up to my 19th floor
Terrortorial yelps mostly from hominids
I understand..th rest of us just more nuanced n coded in our complicit cowardardice usually before reverting..
But whatta i know
I do believe in our extra angel capacity
Before satan lord dark pope lucifer put salt in th water n all.
Mumble knowledge snakes
Mumble
Speaking of snakes
Get hypnotised!
been heart tuggd by torontos homeless Got old dude a coffee n cookie A young pregnant girl some company n change.. Yeah..humbling. Heres me Jet setting Shopping at home trying t Buying vans
Showing art in parliment! Via mz speedy
Bless her.
Mental health youth suicide thing.
Mmmm
Theres a gathering storm..
"Tronna"
From student dorm robo hive
Where we dont look up from th phone!
Me wife be eater as doodle backdrop photo shoot.
Gulp
I’m sure you could human traffick the homeless person and the meth addict and have them taxidermied for The Turner Prize. Art NZild would have you casually leaning against a wall with an earthenware coffee mug on the summer edition cover 2019.... It’d be fabulous darling... The Prime Sinister could open the show, let wee Neve, daughter of THE NATION nibble on their toes like a non vegan husk.
Sacred and the profane.(from anals of the dead necrophilliac TWANKY the potentially best secretary a man never had) The carnival has become quite grotesque has it not?