do you feel fatigued after a biopsy? I feel all unproductive and atrophied.
The end result was some “high risk” lesion and a pappiloma (apparently this is not related to HPV despite the name) and some old scar tissue.
Well I could’ve told them that last thing was gonna be there.
Anyway, enjoy some nice psychedelic chakra drawing I did in my sketchbook a while back over coffee…it’s probably more serene than my typical stuff.
Photo by Eric Blitz, after he brought me home from having a biopsy done two days ago.
Having a biopsy isn’t too bad. But the anesthetics made me sick. And once they wore off I was even more groggy somehow.
Anyway, below is another vlog. Still using up my end of the year footage. Wandering thru a janky pipe bombing musing on sex and disaster. Sounds by Astral Knife
By the way, I nearly forgot to mention I’ve done more You Tube vlogs or whatever they are.
In this one, meditative walkthrough of an exhibit of the art of Belkis Ayon, an amazing Afro-Cuban artist who work centered around the mythos of a secret society, the Abakuá.
Also footage from Comic Arts Brooklyn with Darryl Ayo and Carlo Quispe.
Being ripped out of a protective and clutching grip
By something terrible.
Praec0xia – part Ganymede, part Babalon, all something I dunno.
I’ve been writing stuff on Medium lately. It doesn’t seem as casual as here, but if still, if anyone wants to take a look – https://medium.com/@jgonzalezblitz/latest
On a side note, it’s kind of funny when I hear people say that the MeToo movement is becoming a “witch hunt”. Because amongst other things like excuses for church land grabs or satiating ergot-fueled mob mentality? A big thing witch hunts were about was the silencing and persecution of disagreeable women – the termagants, scolds and viragoes, the midwives and healers who were competition for that new town apothecary, the ones who had gotten too old and “ugly”…or the ones who were still too young and pretty and had refused the advances of some Big Important Man.
“She’s a Wytch, she is! She curdled the milk in yon pail and the man-milk of my gilded lily as well! She hast consorted wythe the Devil and given suck to his member, yet not throweth me so much as Ye Olde Pity Fuck! BURN HER!!!!!”
Yeah, that’s witch hunts. Kind of the opposite of Me Too.
Anyhow, this particular drawing from the DP series I ended up using in part of a triptych I showed at Art On A during the holiday show.
Snapped this on my phone of the first painting I finished this year. Acrylic on canvas. I spent most of today painting, at last, since there was apparently too much of a blizzard to do anything else.
As I’m typing this Eric is reading me some wonderful quote about art and the subconscious from Austin Osman Spare, but I can’t type fast enough to repeat it on here.
“Art is the instinctive application of the knowledge latent in the subconscious”
Aw, he went and re-read it all slow so I could type it in! ❤