IT'S ONLY ROCK -N- ROLL, BUT I LIKE IT....

only rock and roll

ok so if any of you have been following you will know that i am under ankle arrest.........so i have spent a lot of time reading, rock and roll memoirs...i love memoirs.....and when i get into readin any genre.....i become obsessed...oh, did i say that,......and i even from flickering the remote control i found some good rock u mentary's.........one of the things about never , ever having to lie with rockand roll....is that it was always there.......and now that i just a tad jaded.......i think back to music that was the best that rock and rolls and RANDblues have.....it kind of like you get to re write history in someway.....like when you think about you have such a perceptive of it....and music that as fads came and went..............STANDS THE FUCKING TEST OF TIME....when it is great it will always be great........

and now having all these people coming out of the woodwork telling their rock,roll tales......so you have to get your information from as many different places, so you knew what was true and what was not......and let's face it in the 60's and 70's you were always handed your daily dose of the viet nam n rock and roll...right on the 6 o'clock news.....it was a distraction to the real crap that was going on...... i remember some of my first rock and roll shows were with my sister maureen, at the fox theater on flatbush ave, BK.........but more about that another time......

whaT i have been doing under ankle arrest

this is what my silk sofa looks like when i am working in one of my "journal books".....i have supplies from everywhere to everything.....and like..over the place.....literally......and i want to thank my friend maxine for telling me a long time ago, when i was making "art quilts" that you should keep all the supplies that you are working on in a laundry basket.....250 laundry baskets later it kind of has become my default way of organizing my toys of the trade....

 

now where here it's the ADD thing.....i have been given many 3 and 4 letter titles ....any hoo i was so surprised to find out that in england they celebrate the day after my birthday....and we all know how i hate birthdays.....

loved this page.....this is my daughters until this  day and one will be graduating college in may......

this is the cover of a book....oh so i thought i was going to write a little about my process.....first i like to find books ....hardcovers, children, spiral.....i like spiral...and then i go through the book like a play on words and turn the already story, in a story kind of journal of my own.......then i like to add some kind of color to start, sometimes mixed with gesso , sometimes not..i used watercolor, ink pads, paints anything that is the color way goes.....color way very important and get to know and tones too......now i like if some of the pages are going to get sticky....then i go back and pull them apart.....i love the rippnes of the pages. then i add the first layer of fodder that i have around at that time....picking and chosing where it will go....or not...i usually have 2 0r 3 books  at the same time. i must go through each book adding layer upon layer before the book even starts to look good.....and my books are storybooks within themselves....so reading is a must. it's like if i have a box of markers, well today all the books are all going to get marks....if i find a sticker pile, their getting stickers.....new magazine at my door.....well, what do you think it going happen.......i'll save more for another time...but here is a sneak peek at a book with only 3 rounds......

i am sooooooooooooooooooooo done........

substance..

first let me say, that breaking any bones in the body is not recommended....surely i am saying, but how can this slide down a hill cuz some much havoc.....my ankle is not healing like my dr. would like....i am supposed to get hooked up to an electrical black box , that will shoot jolts to my leg bone to stimulate bone growth......and i guess i have a hard time staying still and wearing the big black ugly boot.......

art on the sofa

so i am supposed to stay still, easy you say...i say naught.....so i am once again making art on the sofa, that means i have tons of art supplies surrounding the sofa.......and it is getting messy and i have to clean it up......which requires the big black boot......now i know there are plenty of people that have it worse than me.....but this broken ankle is old and tired and i need to be able to walk distances, and be able to go out for a long period of time.......

messy table

this is not my idea of fun, ..........i have to entertain myself.....i have been reading alot more

good reads

and listening to my ipod........

and making stuff.....

pages

and i was outside the other day and got a shot of a tree......

so really that is what i am up too, could ya get any more boring......i need to get out, i need to go to the city of my birth........and hang......

the red shoe.......

ok, here's the story of a lovely lady.....and a slide down a hill. these are the first sneaks, i hve put on bothe feet.....they are soooooo clean and a half a size to big.....i looka like i have clown feet,,,,,,,and i wore heel all the time...i hope i still fit in all my cowboy boots..

i know it's only rock and roll but i love it.......

ok..while what can i say, i know i keep saying that i am going to post every day.....big lie....but as it goes life goes forward...so let's start by asking "how is your summer going"....tell me darling...tell me anything that will not bore me to crock a dile tears.......well i went out one morning with the idea of having some of those frothy, salty drinks with tequila in them......cinco de mayo...........baby......anyhow i did however wind up with an ankle that looked like a bike that got run over by a garbage truck.......not fun........they locked me up in the old folks home and not ever a good place for the old folks, in fact it is fucking worse.....and as i have told my children if they ever leave me in a place like that i will come back and fucking haunt them for the rest of their lives.......i digress.....so i have been through the surgies, the therapists, the drugs oh the drugs are fun they put you on them.....and them they tell you , you have to go off of them....but can't seem to provide the right kind of drugs...........any way the foot thing is coming along....i can rock steady, if i stand in the big black boot......not very pretty i might say......so i have been working on some journals......you know ever fucking creative type has some kind of journal................... journals.....i have every one since i was 12......here are a few pages

i am trying to hang on to what ever little bit of sanity and myself have left....and i don't want to be cruel or anything .....but anita, hon, what the fuck have you done to yourself......so the only thing that i know for sure is rock n roll always saves my soul................til the next time.......

first let me start off by saying how flattered i am that after all this time, i still live rent free in your head, darling.......how sad that you don't have a real life, and all you can and ever have done is gossip about people.....just make sure that when you are talking about me you get it all right and don't lie...there is no need to lie...i might every word i said, and most of them i have send to people to their faces.....her is the difference when i say i am done ,, i am done.....and if all you fuckers can't handle the truth about yourselves, guess who's problem it is......not mine.....talk all you want talk is very cheap and even cheaper when it comes from you......and as far as sugarman goes as mary ellen said to me one day it is only a flea market....the sad, the very sad thing is it is all you have in your life, it is all most of you have in your life and i wouldn't be proud of it or tell people about it......you folks are nothing but small, small town, small mind, and if you had ideas, they be small too......i will not even ask you to stop talking about me, because it just proves my point about how small you are....have you ever heard of moving on.....and finding something new......just so you know i am laughing, i am not even made, have no reason to say anything to anyone of you, because i don't need too......i have people , and things in my life that you will never have, and i have the greatest gift of all i love myself even in my darkest hours......i have always picked myself up and dusted off and carried on......so print this out and show it to as many people as you please, or better yet just give them the website url so they can follow it themselves.....you are more phoney then a 3 dollar bill and just so you know i am glad you  don't talk to me...you were beginning to bore me to tears.......i have no need or use for you, sugarman's, or the people in there.......if i really give a shit, i would try to figure out the very little peyton place you have going on there, but i am on to bigger and better things .......and remember this i come from a wealthy family, an italian one from brooklyn.....i will never lack for anything......and another thing that i have darling that you will never have or understand is that i have people that love me.....i hug children of my flesh, not animals......now please don't let me have to waste anymore of my time on you and your nonsense...please do yourself a favor and grow up and the next time you feel the need to talk about me try looking me in the eye and saying it to my face.....more proof that everything i thought about, and certain people who i won't even mention becasue they don't fucking matter in my life are just as i thought .....you are so sad........and if you have something to say there is a comment box at the bottom.......

my journals

ok so i was going to post these photos to flickr.....but it is having a fit....so i will post and write about them here.......

these are pages from an old calender datebook that i am pretty sure i gessoed and added some paint and color to first...now when i am journaling anything is game, just like when i make "real art"....i use anything and everything, nothing is save from me......i just go along and do what i feel like doing at any given time........i like workin in spiral books.....one thing i like to do first to the book is lay the first layer down in this case gesso and paint.......and then i just add stuff as live happens....i go back and forth and forward......but i do like to get to a point and say this journal is done....

ok i name names, so if you don't want you name mentioned play nice, oh but i add the nice people too...i must have well over 100 journals as i have send before i have been journaling since i was 12, i have at least 32 books that are just what i call glue books with pictures that i have collected over the years, more on them at another date........

i use a lot of clothing tags, cuz i am forever buying clothes.....another bad habit i picked up when i was 5........and i love stickers and rub ons......did i ever tell you that i have been cutting photos out of magazines since i was 5,(alot started at that age), i used to cut them out and put them under my bed, and at the time i shared a bed with my ocd sister , who used to pull them out from her side and throw them away......my first journal was all animals sadly i don't have that one......rats......

this one is for johnny.........the punk........love and miss him.........

ok i was going to add more photos, but either the web is having a fit or my pc is not co operating with me.....and if by chance you have read any of this please let me know, give me a shout out.....pass the link to friends and such....i would love to hear what you all think......no matter what.......have a good one while the sun is shining.....