Miss Misty has really brought back my appreciation for Luis Royo's art, that I had long forgot about. I've had other things that distract me from the kind of things that I use to spend my spare time doing. Course the thing is when you have a family, especially children there is no spare time. Not that it is a bad thing, just the cost of being responsible for a life. But there will probably be a lot of his art that I will not be able to share, here on blogstream anyway. Mr. Royo is from Spanish decent if I remember right. He is a forienger, for sure. Anyway my point was that, I can't display much of his art, because of the nudity. In most instances it's not even sexual. But we are one of the few people that look at nakedness with such embaressment. Most other peoples don't.

But this picture seemed to speak something that is probably totally different than what Mr. Royo might have meant, or what you might interpert from it. Bur since I've already had my Mt. Dew and first dip of snuff, I'm going to type while I am on a roll.

The "dark" angel, the one with the more mechanical apperance, seems to be the one that is in his element. This is his world and his home. Something far different than what the "light" angel is use to. She has come out of her element to find him, to see him. But what is it that she whispers to this fallen angel? It makes you wonder, as to what brought her from her world of light to his world of darkness. She kneels down next to him, bringing herself to his "level".

So is it that she represents the "light" or good and rightous of the universe, and he is "dark" sinful side? What is it that they would have in common, or have to discuss? To me it looks as if she is coming to ask forgivness. Like a father or mother would to a child that they had wronged. She has lived in the heavens so long, that she has forgotten this estranged child that has left the path of light. And far too many have not done what she has. The "dark" angel does not need to be chasticed and belittled for what he did. But how often does that happen? How often do the "rightous" of humnas "decend" to the lost and confused to just tell them that they are sorry for forgetting them? For chasticing them, instead of comforting them?

We have to remember that we are all children of "light", some of us have just lost our way, and need someone to helps us to get back on track. It seems that she has realized that, and no one else has, as she came alone, to his distraut soul, to help him find his way. She has not gotten so tied up with the WAY that she pays homage to her creator, but that she DOES pay homage. Unfortunatly, that is the case with many. We get so tied up in the formalities, and traditions, that we forget that we just have to love our creator, and thank him for our lives.

My "light" angel has already come to me. She takes the time everyday to help this "fallen" angel, find his way back. To help him regain his faith in his creator. Not by HOW he does things, but WHAT things he does. We all need our "light" angel, but we have to look closely at them. For many times, an angel of "dark" can disguise themselves as angels of "light".

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

Hey lookie lookie . . . 2005 visitors. WOW! I guess I'm either doing something interesting here, or my blog title or author name are getting picked up by search engines like, a son of a bitch. Be nice to think that it is what i write. Haha! I don't think that is the case, but you never know.

HOLLA!

The greatest words and the truest, by the wisest man on television -- "To alcohol, the cause of and solution to all of life's problems." -- Homer J. Simpson

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

I thought of all the pictures I was looking through (those that were sutiable to post anyway) that this was one of the most interesting works of Luis Royo. He who is also responsible of the "White Angel" I used a couple of posts back.

It may be uninteresting, but I've always liked art, of all kinds, and I like to share them with yall. So I won't chatter much, and maybe just let you appreciate the art, without my ramblings. Take care all.

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

Mr. X (2006 Has Got To Be Better) had done a post about "lounge" music, and the artist, and also the album covers. That got me to thinking about two albums that I have, that I have not listened to in quite some time. And I guess it was more the reason I bought them, when I did, was obvious.


But it was only after I had taken the necessary time to puruse the pictures inside the CD case, that I actually put the CD, in the player to listen to it. Now I can tell you at first that it was something quite bizzare as far as music. And not bizzare in a bad way. Maybe more like uncanny would be a better word for it. For someone that was raised with appreciation for all types of music (although I don't go for country music, except Willie Nelson and Rhinestone Cowboy, good song) I found that this was still going to take some getting use to.

I found Jungle Girl at a record store in St. Louis (where I was rasied) called Vintage Vinyl. And I mean to tell you that this store had is all, vinyl, 8-tracks, tapes, CDs, everything. I went in there many times, as my musical tastes had changed upon graduating from high school, and my music was never in the "mainstream" music stores. If I remember right I might even have been looking for Portishead "Dummy" when I found Danger Girl. At any rate, I saw it on a display as I was heading up to the register, and of course, a photo of Bettie Page always captures my attention. If it weren't for my dear wife, I'd still be married to a young Bettie Page in my head. I stopped and snatched, without a thought. I paid for it, and as I walking out to my car, a thought hit me. And that really doesn't happen often. I thought, what kind of music would have a picture of Bettie Page on it? As I had never heard of the songs or artists. Needless to say, it opened a whole new door of music to me.

Then there was Jungle Girl . . .



Although I like both black & white and color, there were some amazing photos of Bettie Page in COLOR! I was quite excited to say the least. This album, however, has a less interesting story as to how I got it. I got this from the comic book shop that I frequented for all my comic book needs.

But the point, as far as the title goes, was more about how the music compares to what might be considered "adult music" these days. It reminds me of the first time that I went to a strip club. The blaring music, pumping out sythesized bass tones and electronic sounds. I thought is this the music that inspires men to watch women come out of their cloths? What is it with this generation's taste in music? What happened to music (such as the above) that inspired women to tease and not to flaunt? I mean I for one want the expectation. I don't want to watch a stripper to the tune of R. Kelly's Ingnition Remix (although I do like the song). I want it to be an orcestration of real instruments and talented artists. That's probably why I've never been back to a strip club. Ahh well, I'm not losing anything but money. Beer is never cheap and tips can't be stingy.

I wonder what they will be like when I take my son after he turns 21? Scary, I'm sure. I wonder what I should do?

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

I sure could go for some "Afternoon Delight". And that is not a reference to a cold beer! 8-0

May U Live 2 See The Dawn