The Art of Jesse

Heaven and Hell: Tres Zapotes

2012-01-09T22:59:00.000-06:00

~~ Again an intrusion in Culture ~~

There seems to be some resentment around here. Not surprising the way Non Hispanic Whites react to the realities of their own wreckage. Yes here in Broken Arrow the Kialegee Tribal Town is building a casino. The racist neighbors in these dark and desolate parts of Tulsa are outraged. They complain about the what if's.

What if the gambler brings violence into this "Qoute" quiet part of Broken Arrow. So it is okay to have multiplexes of new home developments, and a Government funded church on every other block. Everything from the abstract snake charmer, to the non biblical denominations which litter the landscape.

I am Old Fashioned, and I rarely see an Episcopal Church, let alone a Catholic church around here. These people have hidden from society for a long time. Theirs is a selfish motive. We should live here and practice our religions, but GOD forbid should anyone decide to build on Native American land!

Yes these tribes own Oklahoma, they were displaced by the military and the American Government! Now many decades later, they think they have a strong hold on this land. I mean the license plate of Oklahoma is "Native America"

Well I call on my political audience to rub out the ignorant and intolerant and let this tribe build a casino who by the way will increase the real estate value of this entire backwards ass land.

I am a city man. I know the ups and downs, I know culture, and to see my Native American brothers and sisters have to answer and define anything to the MOB is a fantasy!!!

More on this as time passes... But if you are from the South West, good luck in pushing down the culture your ancestors made walk in the snow, to freeze and die just to relocate them to better more controllable lands...

Comments?

The Sound of Winter: Tres Zapotes

2011-12-19T22:54:00.001-06:00

~~ Walking on Fire ~~

Oh the sound of Winter! It can strike the face!
With cold water, waking our very soul...

And who travels from the safe abode?

Really is it Kept? Or do we pay others
To clean and do for us what we cannot do
For ourselves?

Like ours. How Fantasy rattles Others!

When the stinging of the fire underneath
Your feet hurtsYou, and you have worked so
Hard to stay away...

The memory of many lovers linger into your
Realities like the scent of fresh salad dressing,
Or perhaps great Italian Blue Cheese...LOL

You walk the golden beach alone,
And step into the slide sculpting the thing
Which brings you pleasure...

Let us now recall the moments in Early Spring,
Those moments others will read, and perhaps
Not understad...

The times we felt alive along the golden
Beach where only the sound of France
Kept us together...Do you remember?

Even if I cared you did, and you remembered me,
And you answered my call, and you echoed, the call
I would look at you as a stranger, and you would
Thank me, only dying inside...

Wild Horses: The art of Jesse

2011-12-13T22:17:00.001-06:00

~~ A memory of Kloe ~~

As I remember, we held each other in sweet embrace
And it didn't matter who knew about us...

Yet we met, through all of the mustard and distortion of
Our families and friends...

Yet we walked on that golden beach,
You held my powerfull neck muscle as
I prayed, this moment would live forever in my heart

I know you think of me, and perhaps on canvas,
And sometimes you regretfully do so in your
Beautiful memory of us spending a candid moment in
Those powerful moments in April...

How bright, and crystallized those moments
Almost as if the entire diamond collection
Would sing for us in eternal bliss...

How I miss your taste, and your feeling
And how I recall those times when we sat
And shared a sweet meal together
Knowing it could end at any moment...

Yet YOU haunt my mind, and my present moments
You hold my heart forever, and nothing can satisfy
Those eternal pangs and pleasant youthfull
Moments when we were free to discover
Each other forever in the present moment...

So if you can read this, just know, I am alive
And I am happy, and I am safe, and I am
Satisfied with who I am with, and where I am

Yet you haunt my moments, and systems, and
I cannot let it go,
Perhaps only you can reveal my pain,
Yet I am happy without you, forever more..

Do it Again: The art of Jesse

2011-12-11T00:45:00.001-06:00

~~RETRO POST!... Do it again ~~

In the morning you go gunning

For the man who stole your water

And you fire till he is done in

But they catch at the border

And the mourners are all singing

As they drag you by your feet

But the hangman isn’t hanging

And they put you on the street… yea!

You go back Jack do it again

Wheel turning round and round

You go back Jack do it again

When you know she’s no high climber

Then you find your only friend

In the room with your two timer

And you’re sure you’re near the end

Then you love a little wide one

And she brings you only sorrow

All the time you know she’s smiling

You’ll be on your knees tomorrow… Yeah!

You go back Jack do it again

Wheel turning round and round

You go back Jack do it again

Now you swear and kick and beg us

That you’re not the gambling man

Then you find you’re back in Vegas

With a handle in your hand

Your black card can make you money

So you hide them when you’re able

In the land of milk and honey

You must put them on the table… Yeah!

You go back Jack do it again

Wheel turning round and round

You go back Jack do it again

(STEELY DAN)

Girls on Film: The art of Jesse

2011-12-08T01:09:00.000-06:00

~~ The Decameron ~~

'Come, Love, the cause of all my joy,
Of all my hope and happiness,
Come let us sing together:
Not of love's sighs and agony
But only of its jocundness
And its clear-burning ardour
In which I revel, joyfully,
As if thou wert a god to me.

'Love the first day I felt thy fire
Thou sett'st before mine eyes a youth
Of such accomplishment
Whose able strength and keen desire
And bravery could none, in truth,
Find any complement.
With thee I sing, Lord Love, of this,
So much in him lies all my bliss.

'And this my greatest pleasure is:
That he loves me with equal fire,
Cupid, all thanks to thee;
Within this world I have my bliss
And I may in the next, entire,
I love so faithfully,
If God who sees us from above
Will grant this boon upon our love.'

SECOND DAY

Save a Prayer: The art of Jesse

2011-12-05T23:07:00.001-06:00

~~ RETRO POST ~~

As I walk in time, and in grace, I imagine those times
So long ago ...When I was young and alive with Naivete,
I so look at those times when the world looked so secure
And so abound with love.

Many years now, I see the hearts of all of you, and in times
It makes me appreciate the distant dust blowing in with
Eternal wind, where the sounds, and scents of those days
Have so along ago passed...

Can you be here with me, knowing you have a much larger
Responsibility to muster, not just being my friend,
But knowing you must endure more than time?

I do hope you will use your imagination, and your Grace,
To be here, and be gone, yet remain in time with us...

Ordinary World: Tres Zapotes

2011-11-24T00:00:00.006-06:00

~~ Retro POST!! ...Building Time ~~

Is this better now?

Does this make you feel good? Are you satisfied?
And after those short moments, and days have passed
Are you afraid to tell me the truth?

I do hope you spend your day with someone you love
That day I also hope, will brighten your insides with energy
With wisdom, and with knowledge that only you would remember.

In the moments of all those who have passed
On the shoulders of the ones who really
Had anything to be happy for,
I do hope this is what you came here for.

Happy blessed day if you will,
And happy gathering around a hot fire
Even when it becomes intolerable...

Happy Turkey eating day,
If you feel your insides slow down,
Remember, it is just an "Ordinary World".

New Religion: The art of Jesse

2011-11-23T00:29:00.001-06:00

~~ The Decameron ~~

'In mine own beauty take I such delight
That to no other love could I
My fond affections plight.

'Since in my looking-glass each hour I spy
Beauty enough to satisfy the mind,
Why seek out past delights, or new ones try
When all content within my glass I find?
What other sight so pleasing to mine eyes
Is there that I might see
Which further I could prize?

'My sweet reflection never fades away;
My consolation ever is
To see it every day.
It lies beyond the tongue's expressing
To celebrate a joy so fine;
None understands this bliss who has not burned
With a delight like mine.

'The longer I reflect upon those same
Eyes that stare from mine own face back to me,
The fiercer burns the flame.
I yield it all my heart, it renders back
All that I gave; I taste the bliss
It promised me; and hope yet more to have.
Ah, who has loved like this!'

FIRST DAY

Ride On: The art of Jesse

2011-11-17T22:23:00.000-06:00

~~ A lesson in Life ~~

So what truly is that intimate moment? The one where feelings and emotions dominate?

Where does it come from! From what area in our minds and our hearts does it stem?

So many times the feeling has come over us; where it does not make any sense to continue, yet we persist in staying in that emotional and erotic dimension... where does it truly come from?

Still looking at the obvious, why do we keep coming back to stay for what seems an eternity of time and space, yet in actuality, it is only for those candid areas where moments are more accountable than the words of our family, and our friends... We persist to stay here and now. Let me not know the consequences, let me not realize where I am heading;

For if I could discover where they come from, and from where it roots, I could not persist in listening to the rational expression of the reason...

So I must say that I will keep moving forward, and keep on keeping on with that abstract attendance, where I can be free to be myself, even if it means losing my self respect, and closing my mind to the rational. The location of my heart where nothing makes any difference, and even if it came into my present clear thoughts, it would disrupt my present moments...

For truly experiencing life, and love, and breathing the one of the other where the scent is so sweet, and so profound my nerves, and my soul persist me into that erotic oblivion. I suppose some day I will listen to my friends, and to my counsel, and when standing naked in the after shower, I can look at myself in the eyes and say, I am free.

However, there are so many flares coming my way. And with those come the arrows that fly by way of being truly civilized, yet how old and morbid they are! How could they suppose to suggest a better alternative to my heart?

I suppose now, and into the future never to listen to those who will destroy my heart, and that includes looking into your eyes; Which by the way, solve all of my problems, and suppress all of my pains. Let me not be distracted by the Click, and the Politik, let me not sway away from where I want to be...
In YOUR ARMS!

Highway To Hell: The art of Jesse

2011-11-16T20:34:00.000-06:00

Shot Down In Flames: The art of Jesse

2011-11-13T23:54:00.000-06:00

~~ The ones who stalk you in darkness ~~

Oh you the ones who travel in the light yet sideways, the ones who know to hide from the Angels of GOD. The demons who know where to start our mistakes. The ones whose evil can only be seen by the spirits of the Fortress.

These are the shadows in the days flares, and the deff and silent, for only the fowler can commnicate with them. And if we try to suppress them, it just invies them into our realm.

Say hello to the demons inside your soul, where only death can mean really knowing them, and salvation is our only hope...

Walk All Over You: The art of Jesse

2011-11-11T23:29:00.000-06:00

Rime of the Ancient Mariner: The art of Jesse

2011-10-07T22:59:00.000-05:00

~~ Uploading from the South West ~~

Power is the word, and the feeling is shock! If you are weak, stay there standing in the freezing rain,
ponder on the words of other days past...

If you can think about the IF's in life, then you are here. This place is wild. The people are mostly uneducated, and they don't care to turn on the signal 100 yards before turning. They flash it at the last moment.

They wear Popular clothing, and the latest hairstyles, but their look is in contrast to their values, and especially their actions. This is the attitude of the People here in the South West. Believers in dogma, doers of the Word, pretenders in the closet. Just observing; Quietly...

Here with me: The art of Jesse

2011-09-24T09:17:00.000-05:00

~~ Special Art Memorial ~~

So I am making this one for a friend. She lost her son to a self inflicted gunshot. An accident, and it just goes to show what happens when children have little friends and have access to firearms.

Just another common occurence here in the US unfortunately.

Latter I will add two portraits of his face on both sides of the Hearts; with glow in the dark Lightning Strike depicted on the art product.

These Days: The art of Jesse

2011-09-06T03:11:00.002-05:00

~~ Fresh Cut Feelings ~~

One of theses days you will walk down the safe path. Feeling the warm breeze of the evening Ghosts touching your walking sleeping moments. There you will find many, perhaps hundreds of miles in quiet sleep.

So long ago, it will seem, and tearing into the words of silence, when everything is present, and nothing is real, you will be surprised into oblivion.... .

One of these days, when you have pushed down every feeling known to your inner sage; You will remember with rude awakening, the sound of moments, when we awaken from deep sleep, and have slept so much, our backs hurt with the still.

The very sound of your pounding heart, You Will Feel, and you will experience for the first time in your life, the experience of having your heart broken, and your pride stolen.

You will panic grasping for your loved one. You know the one. The lonely one who has abandoned you, and has left you there in your castle alone with all the bills. Bills you say! The one who pays your way, the one who feels the pain of you, the one who has befallen the shadows of your EGO, the one who has weathered the strong and cold feel of the South West winter rain.

It could be another West Coast fuck! However, it is the reality of your present moments, yeah is alright, easy of you to say! Your heart has never been stolen, and your pride has never been blotted. Keep the firing line alive, and remember the sound of your own head, it will lead you to mercy.

Sadeness(Hosanna): The art of Jesse

2011-08-22T01:39:00.000-05:00

~~ Whispers in Time ~~

So hello everyone,

do you ever find yourself alone? I mean to say that we obviously, all eventually feel alone, perhaps abandoned. But have you ever lived with your self alone? For years? With no one to help you pay the rent, or the mortgage? No one around to amuse you in the evening, or make you lunch, or dinner?

Except for a brief stay in life, I am sure that all mature humans have to HAVE experienced this time. You know right? If you have always lived with your parents, or with your favorite roommate, or with other people; Detached, and alone in a place you call your own. How was it?

For time alone is an awesome opportunity to learn about the present moments... Those places where we all should go. Not shared in a classroom with colleagues, but alone with your own angels. It could be that cigarette you smoke alone in the dark, or in the morning sunshine.

It could also be that favorite place where no one can touch you, where you are at one to create, to dream, to express, to learn about life. Real reality. Tell me about it...

Growing old is getting old: The art of Jesse

2011-07-31T23:02:00.001-05:00

~~ Sunday Gratitude ~~

I am grateful for the sweet taste of fresh Strawberries...

I am grateful for the flavor of fresh red grapes...

I am grateful for the texture of summer sausage...

I am grateful for the moments spent enjoying the trays...

I am grateful for time spent with close friends...

I am grateful for the way I can type this gratitude list...

I am grateful for another week gone into the lists of pasts....

I am grateful for the scent of a fresh T-Bone steak grilling...

I am grateful for the taste of fresh Tuna with Hot Hot Sauce...

I am grateful for the taste of fresh Chorizo and Eggs...

I am grateful for the sound of Great Alternative Music...

I am grateful for the way I can type my ass off!...

I am grateful for this short Gratitude list...

Cadel Evans: The art of Jesse

2011-07-24T16:40:00.002-05:00

~~ Le Tour de France 2011 ~~

Well I just wanted to congratulate Cadel Evans for winning the 2011 Tour de France on Sunday.

He is the first Australian to win this classic race ever. Great news for the Blokes Down Under.

Cheers...!

Metal Health: The art of Jesse

2011-07-21T01:19:00.003-05:00

~~ So Far So Good ~~

Hello everyone,

if you don't know about the most candid, and elegant of the Summer Classics such as Le Tour De France; Well shame on you. It's like not knowing you are alive and suddenly asking to put salt on your steak...

I have a favorite this year, and although the Tour has been one of pure adrenaline, and nervousness, and not to mention Road Rash__That is the way it goes when you have thighs that are thicker than you ass, and these boys are Super Men.

As revealed on a previous post, I have a favorite this year, and it is not because he is a Spaniard, it is because he is the most humble rider in the Tour.

The only man who can defeat this man this year is Evans....

We'll see in the end....

Go Contador!!!! Por Que NO!!!!

Freewheel Burning: The art of Jesse

2011-07-19T16:47:00.000-05:00

~~ May-fest ~~

Hello everyone,

I took these pictures of the art event here in the South West. These pictures of the fish really attracted me because of the material used.

Anyhoooooooo....

Your Betrayal: Tres Zapotes

2011-07-17T00:00:00.000-05:00

Bulls On Parade: The art of Jesse

2011-07-16T17:45:00.000-05:00

~~ What you may no be used to ~~

Hello esteemed colleagues, beautiful friends and family, as mentioned on an older post. I am an old soul. This does not equate to being old and crabby, or maybe it could be; Oh well not!

I recently took a drink and if I were to drink a whiskey, it would have to be Jack Daniel's. It is made in Tennesse, and quite literally the only good thing to come out of that State here in the US.

This sweet drink can be prepared with a simple formula. Take a tall glass, and fill it to the top with pure water ice cubes. Submit into the glass a shot or two in my case, and then pour in Coke. I prefer diet Coke, but usually will drink Diet Pepsi. I am not much on sodas, but just for the sake of clarification, I prefer diet Pepsi.

Unfortunately Pepsi does not mix well with this whiskey, so go ahead and use real Coke or diet Coke. So there you go! And please don't drink and race....LOL

Believe: The art of Jesse

2011-07-13T16:02:00.003-05:00

Hello everyone, my beautiful friend Paola gave me this award recently. Paola has been one of my favorite friends here on blogger, and not because she is so sincere and giving, but she has also stayed in touch with me and I really appreciate that. She gave me for the second year in a row "Premio Amicizia" an award created by her I believe. Thank you so much Paola... mmuuuaahhhh!!!

I know, that I can tend to stay distant with you all. So I try to visit your blogs when I can, and when I do it is always a reading and visual delight for me to share in your posts.

I have another friend who occasionally stops by and sends me very kind comments here on my blog. Her name is Yhstävä from AiKatherines blog. She gave me this "Premio Sunshine Award" recently and it seems that one of her dear friends also gave her this award to hand out to her friends like me.

So thank you very much again for this beauiful award my sweet friend....

I want to hand this award out to a select few this time. I am also going to change the rules to these awards and not make it a meme as I and others usually do. Therefore, all that is required is that you pass these awards out to your friends and link them back to their blogs, and write a poem. Yes, that is right a simple poem of whatever subject you like. Here we go...

~~ Friendship ~~

You the ones that make me smile,
the ones that light up my dimensions with words,
who have never abandoned me...

I want to send you to paradise with me,
I want to simply share my heart with you,
that you will never be alone and morbid in hue...

Take this heart, and keep it in your pocket,
let it be there when you are happy, or sad,
or in times of madness and ricochet...

Embrace your lives, like you embrace me,
and remember that I love you all,
this I ask if you agree...

Well there you go! Now I want to hand these awards to:

Dedene

Pink Panthress

So Cal Wendie

Wanda's Wings

Fed Zeppelin

Snake

Eneida

The Seeker

Paola

Tour De France: The art of Jesse

2011-07-11T12:00:00.004-05:00

~ Le Tour de France ~

Quick results
Stage 9

1. Luis-Leon Sanchez, Rabobank
2. Thomas Voeckler, Team Europcar, at 0:05
3. Sandy Casar, Fdj, at 0:13
4. Philippe Gilbert, Omega Pharma-Lotto, at 3:59
5. Peter Velits, HTC-Highroad, at 3:59

GC

1. Thomas Voeckler, Team Europcar
2. Luis-leon Sanchez, Rabobank Cycling Team, at 1:46
3. Cadel Evans, BMC Racing Team, at 2:26
4. Frank Schleck, Team Leopard-Trek, at 2:29
5. Andy Schleck, Team Leopard-Trek, at 2:37

I want to Congratulate Tomas Voekler (Europcar) of France for the capture of the Yellow Jersey! We will see if you can hold on to your golden shirt when we go into the real mountains on Thursdays stage 12.

The Tour of France is obviously my favorite cycling sport. It could be because I use to ride my Cannondale up and above Old Santa Cruz Highway when I was younger for fun. Or it could be because systematically, Le Tour, is the most extreme cycling classic race on the face of the earth.

Now there are many classics which are also extreme, like the tours of Italy, and Spain. A newer cycling race in the US is the tour of California. These are all good ones to watch if you're new to cycling. Basically there are Four shirts which are handed out. The yellow Jersey is for the overall lead of the race. Meaning the least amount of time over all in total stages.

Then there's the green Jersey for the quickest sprinter calculated by points. Then there is the Pokadot Jersey for the most points acquired by reaching the summit of select hills, or mountain top stages.

And finally the white Jersey for the youngest rider in the Tour de France.

This years Tour has been very unfortunate. There have been accidents literally on every stage. However in stage nine; complete misfortune. A news car from a French Network, was trying to pass the leading riders by cutting through the herb hell, and in order to avoid a tree bumped into Juan Antonio Flecha (Sky), who then clipped the wheel of Johnny Hoogerland (Vacansoleil), sending both riders to the asphalt at about 40 mph.

Both of these tough guys got on their bikes and completed stage nine, but man the driver of that car needs to be punched in the mouth twice!

More cyclists crashed and had to leave the Tour on stage Nine...

Almost to the end after the second to last hard climb, there was a descent that was unfortunate. The pelaton, was traveling down the hill were there was wet and dry asphalt. These conditions caused a large number of cyclists ...through a barricade and down a steep slope... to crash hurting Alexander Vinokourov (Astana) with a broken leg, and other riders like Dave Zabriskie (Garmin-Cervélo)with a broken wrist. And teammates Jurgen Van den Broucke and Frederik Willems (Omega Pharma-Lotto) to the hospital and out of the Tour.

Many other riders have been forced to quit this years Le Tour de France due to the injuries accrued from race crashes. For the remaining riders? I wish you all good luck. As I am still keeping my eye on my tour favorites, but I will talk about who that is on an upcoming post.

I Won't Run No More: The art of Jesse

2011-07-10T01:28:00.002-05:00

~~ Once Upon a Time Post ~~

If you don't know about me, let me tell you that I am an old soul. I have traveled lands that would make your stomach purge, I have stepped into places only the most low could understand. And recently I have taken a drink.

However, if I were able to drink like normal people, I would choose a Vodka distilled from grapes. I would pay whatever the price for the quality.

All you need is this Vodka. A good amount of ice cubes, and definitely Red Bull or like I chose in this case a combination of Cranberry and Grape Juice.

The result is outstanding. No hang over in the morning, and a smooth well, the smoothest tasting Vodka in the world. Won a Gold Medal in San Francisco this year.

Honest Mistake: Tres Zapotes

2011-07-09T20:23:00.002-05:00

~~ Weeping Woman update ~~

So I've been working on this painting peace-meal. And not without intrigue, for I do love working on my Picasso paintings. The colors are folding in with my style. I have tried very hard to make sure the design is exact as the real painting. But I am going to layer the frame with dark blocks of different colored blues.

The type of paint I am using is Oil color paint. I am mixing the paint with a solvent to help it dry faster than usual, but without the damage of a hard Galkyd based medium.

This painting is still not finished, and when I am finished with it, I will show you all the result.

Amber: The art of Jesse

2011-07-06T17:46:00.001-05:00

~~ Gracias Post ~~

I am grateful for the beauty in living things...

I am grateful for the scent and power of summer...

I am grateful for the comments of my friends; they lift me up...

I am grateful for the present moments in my life...

I am grateful for the sunshine of summer it warms my smile...

I am grateful for the laughter of a child...

I am grateful for this little frog coming back again this year...

I am grateful for the flower of this ragweed...

I am grateful for the band 311...

I am grateful for the labels in my blogs...

I am grateful for all the new art commissions I am working on...

I am grateful for the sound of summer rain as it calms my spirit...

I am grateful for the lawn on my yard, and cutting it once a week...

I am grateful for the freedom to post my attitudes here on my blog...

I am grateful for the new summer movies playing at local theaters...

I am grateful for the comment of an old friend...

I am grateful for sharing my gratitude list today...

I am grateful for being a type A personality...LOL...

I am grateful for the taste of fresh "Red Bull" and ice cubes...

I am grateful for a nice grilled Rib Eye Steak in summertime...

I am grateful for a nice portion of Potato Salad in summertime...

I am grateful for the taste of Steak and "A-1" Steak Sauce...

I am grateful for my art supplies, and how important to keep them stocked...

I am grateful for deciding to be happy in the present moment...

No New Tale To Tell: The art of Jesse

2011-07-05T19:50:00.000-05:00

~~ The Ton of Products ~~

Hello everyone, just took a picture of the toiletry aisles at Wal Mart. It is amazing how expensive these products have become over time. Even if you can find them cheaper at a super store like WM, deodorants, razors, shave gels, all those products make a lot of money in America.

I can only imagine what the aisles look like in other stores from other countries, and I would equally also be surprised at what same companies own the hygiene products in other places.

I know that if you walk into a Walgreen's, or a CVS pharmacy. The combination of pharmacy, and convenience store must make the companies a ton of money. There are stores for example in San Diego my old home, on almost every other block. Simply crazy marketing...

Anyway, just wanted to post this for my international crowd. It must seem weird the way other countries package, and market their products...

Hate To Say I Told You So: The art of Jesse

2011-07-04T03:10:00.004-05:00

~~ Happy 4th July ~~

Hello everyone,

I am happy to report that I am back. Yes in this GOD for slaking ultra rich country we celebrate our independence from the .... oh well that is not important, if you know the history of the US, it is a bloody, ultra hot, and humid one! Where fields of broken bodies, in 110 degree weather of dead soldiers lie decomposing forever in their un-chosen paradigm__at the excuse of "fucking" freedom. Well and some did once light their candles when in doubt.

Just saying that we celebrate it here like in other countries. And here on the 4th of July we have hot barbeques, and sweet tea, or carne asada with Jalapenos, or habaneros, but most will fire up a Rib Eye like I did today and watch a great fireworks show.

Now I live in a place in the US where there are many Conservative Republican factions, who also spin off into little militias which the US Government would love to put 300 feet under, but fireworks are sold here in the So West, and I sometimes will be pulled into this stream and purchase some; and of course stupid, light them off...LOL

Anyways, I do not like guns. Not because I cannot use one, and I can, and I can take that conversation into deep fields of duty, but I do not like it that there are so many guns around where I live. It's like, the ignorant masses around this State, and there are many uneducated Americans here in the So West__they think just because they have the Constitutional Right to Bear Arms it makes them experts at firing them. Rifles, Pistols, Flares, you get the point right?

Well Happy 4th of July to the free, but fuck you all that stock up arms and wish for a Revolution in the US. Even if it did happen, the world would come and smoke your asses out of your canyons and your so called safe places....

Okay, back from construction with a lot to say right? No I love you all, just letting you know, that I don't click with the ignorants around here. And they call this area of the US Native American Land of the Cherokee and every other tribe that were displaced from who knows where.

So if you are not from the US. It means that Americans cook meat, and fire their fireworks, and arms today, and look down on everyone else, but I DO NOT.

I hope you don't get all wound up about it... Now can someone please pass the salsa?

Love You Madly: The art of Jesse

2011-06-20T16:34:00.000-05:00

~~ The Art of Jesse ~~

Hello everyone,

I experienced some personal issues and reset my pictures. So I will be going back to all my old posts and reinstalling pictures, and editing posts. I realized over time, with regret, the pain of two years of Liver Chemotherapy. This blog was created for me to process and vent feelings and emotions while doing something creative.

Yes some of you may know, that I started this blog for the second time See Here, to do something positive with this negative time in my life. I am happy to report that now years later my health is good. While we were not able to completely remove the problem from my liver; All will be well for as long as possible here on earth.

Love, hugs, and smiles,
Jesse

Buddy Holly: The art of Jesse

2011-06-17T02:58:00.003-05:00

~~ Just patiently waiting ~~

Sometimes it seems like things just take time to understand.
It puzzles me how people seem to just come and go.
I suppose the answer is out there in the distant purple stare.

Or maybe the answer could be in their hearts. I remember
having so many comments, I had to like get through them, like
at least Twenty a day...! How things change, and how time
continues to go by.

Well I will continue to wait, perhaps an old friend will stop
by and say hello. The one who has vanished into oblivion's...

You're Gonna go far Kid: Tres Zapotes

2011-06-15T23:21:00.010-05:00

~~ Tag ~~

My friend Cathy from In Palace handed this award out to everyone, and I asked her if I could hand it out to you and so YES! It's Tag time my dear friends....

Okay usually tags come with some prerequisites and so I will honor some of Cathy's questions with my answers to them, and this way you could do the same or just hand them out to your blogger peeps....

Here we go:

What is my favorite color? Red, and it also depends on my mood...

What is my favorite animal? It would have to be the English Bulldog...

What is my relaxation place? Meetings with my friends...

What is my vacation hot spot? The Strand Beach in San Diego...

Do I have a girlfriend? Yes her name is Julian...

What color scheme did you wear in outfits this week? Blue with orange...

What movie did you watch last? Drive Angry with Nicolas Cage...

What is your most used phrase? Cool!

Do you study or do you work? I work... way too much !

What is your favorite number? Seven

What are the names of your favorite friends? Too many to write down...

Do you drink soda, and if so, do you prefer Pepsi or Coca Cola? Sometimes Pepsi...

What items do you carry with you always? My wallet, my cell phone, my money...

What is your favorite day of the Week? Friday...

Okay that seems to be enough for now. Please post and link the person who gave you this award. I pass this along to the following new and original friends. Have fun my friends... :)

Seein' Red: Tres Zapotes

2011-06-14T01:32:00.006-05:00

~~ Gratitude List ~~

I am grateful for my art...

I am grateful for my nail clippers...

I am grateful for my fresh towels after a shower...

I am grateful for the food inside my refrigerator...

I am grateful for my home, it protects me from being homeless...

I am grateful for my laptop keyboard spellchecker...

I am grateful for the sounds of the summer...

I am grateful for my clean underwear...

I am grateful for my truck...

I am grateful for the United States of America...

I am grateful for being Mexican American...

I am grateful for my friends from other than the US...

I am grateful for my US born friends...

I am grateful for my life...

I am grateful for the sound of happiness...

I am grateful for my pets mickey, cooper, spidery, and Kelly...

I am grateful for my chair as I type this...

I am grateful for the amazing life I have in the So West...

I am grateful for the scent of fresh flowers...

I am grateful for the morning sunshine warming my face...

I am grateful for the clouds that get in the way...

I am grateful for the fresh cut grass....

Between Something and Nothing: The art of Jesse

2011-06-11T17:41:00.003-05:00

~~ Yard Work and New Pot Plants ~~

Hello everyone,

well as you all know, spring time is officially here in the US, and if I could explain the weather, I would rather use the word Summer. I say this due to the heat. It has been in the upper 90's all week, which makes it less dangerous for the possibility of Tornadoes. But becomes hazardous with the strong breeze; The possibility of wild fires, like in Arizona right now.

The way we pot a new plant into a bigger pot is simple. Just purchase the size that you want. Pour in a little bit of mulch. I like to use red mulch because it keeps the bugs from climbing upwards into the good soil with the bleed from the daily watering.

Then pour in some Potting Soil. Make sure you purchase the more pricy stuff, because it tends to contain plant matter that will compost into the soil. Then cut off the old plastic pot the plant came in, and pour in some Miracle Grow, or similar potting soil with minerals.

This makes the combination of soils and mulch, and potting soil a very nourishing support for the new plant which will go into a little bit of shock. Make sure you cover all the roots.

Water in the early morning, or in the late evening. Try not to over water, I like to cut large holes into a new pot, even though it came with small holes; because a plant dies if it is over watered. And there you go...! :) Happy planting.

Thank You: Tres Zapotes

2011-06-06T23:39:00.002-05:00

~~ Cocoa ~~

Once upon a time when the countryside was green, and the air was pure as crystal clear water along the Gulfs, there were plenty of rains that came down, and covered the whole of the areas surrounding the Gulf of Mexico, the Caribbean Sea, the South Pacific Ocean, and the South Atlantic Oceans...

And yes there were many cultures who came into contact with a very special plant, the cultures of South America for example, but that would yield another story. So in order to make a long story short, I shall stick to the culture I come from, well at least half of it. For although there was a last gigantic society named the Aztecs, my heritage takes me back to the people from the clouds.

The Olmecs handled this special plant, and there is evidence that they did, but how they passed on their legacy to the Zapotec, the famous cloud people, I want to, for the sake of speed reading, encapsulate the aforementioned Aztecs, and the Mixtecs.

There were vast plantations of Kakauatl the Nahuatl word used by the Aztec, although the Pochutec influence would disagree with their conversations along the paths to the cherished plant. You see, once upon a time Xocolatl was THE means by which one could trade and enjoy the sour water.

For the Pochutec speaking Mixtec, and the Nahuatl speaking Aztec, the word sounded much different than say the Cholti speaking Maya; and these barriers in language were just as they are today, difficult to overcome, but this special plant broke the barriers between the cultural language of these people. For although many may not know, the indigenous cultures of Meso America could read, write, and communicate via the Merchant codes of today.

The Chocolate plant produces a fruit, which is encapsulated in a thick pulp, from there you can find five sections, and those areas produce chocolate beans. The beans were used a currency by the indigenous Meso American people. When the terrorist from Spain came over, and killed everyone, they brought back with them, Gold, and Chocolate.

Lately though, it has blossomed into a world wide market. Children pick the fruit, and are exploited as many laborers usually are. So the next time you put a piece of chocolate into your mouth, remember if you would want to handle that burning Chocolate plant.

Wheels: Tres Zapotes

2011-06-03T15:04:00.007-05:00

We recently went to see the Foo Fighters here in the South West. The concert needless to say was awesome. We pre-purchased seats, and they were on the left side of the stage, kind of high, so we decided to purchase floor tickets, it was completely worth it after that!!! As usual my camera was not doing too good with detail, but I like blurry pictures anyway.

The band played for two hours and thirty minutes. The band took a break for fifteen minutes while the lead singer played his acoustic guitar for us. The sound was perfect on the floor. The sound on high seats had a terrible echo, and this is why we moved to the floor section.

The show was loud, but the band is so humble. They actually thanked us for coming to see their show all night long, and they even came out and played for another hour after their little break. And yes Julian and I did purchase Foo Fighters T-Shirts, we always do that no matter what the band....

TOXICITY: Tres Zapotes

2011-05-31T20:24:00.009-05:00

Hello everyone, I am amazed at how many new friends I've met here on Blogger. I can remember when I last posted a quality Tattoo post, it seems like a couple of years at the least. Therefore, it is with great excitement, and pleasure that I have another High Quality Tattoo Post.

My new friend Joanna from Asian Dog VS Apachai answered the call as I requested respectfully mind you, a series of pictures of her favorite tattoos; I asked her to E-mail them to me along with a short description of them.

"I have my favorite tattoo here. It's 2 tattoos combined in one.

The first one, the dragon with the heart is a few years old and it was a girl named Lisa (stardust tattoo) that made it. And the only thing I thought about was that I'm very influenced in Asian culture so I really want all my tattoos to blend well with each other.

So I wanted a Chinese drag0n with cherry flowers lol And of course it had (to) say Mother in it in Swedish. That was a must. My mother is very important too me and we have a really good bond. She is the one I turn to when I have troubles in my life...she is the best so what better way is there than to celebrate her with everlasting ink ;) At first my tattoo artist was a bit concerned that it would be "too much" and hard to see the details but she did a wonderful job and the details are nice and it's not mushy at all ^^

The other one is the blue Chinese Peonies. I LOVE flowers. And this one was actually a guy from Singapore who made it. His name is Joel Ang. It is SO beautiful. I basically said that he could have free hands as long as I get a flower and he could pick any color he wanted as long as it matched my skin-tone and color. He did an amazing job :D And I truly adore his works :) I was really really swollen because I didn't really take any break during that time I think so I sat for about 5 or 6 hours if I don't remember it wrong.. so my arm is a bit swollen on the pic ha-ha

I really really want Joel to tattoo me in the future again as well as his friend Joe Wang. Both of them are so awesome Tattoo Artists. So now my new plan is to do the entire back ^_^ Hopefully they might wanna do the back-piece together ^^"

/Joanna and Asian-dog

Comments please..... !!!

Supersonic:Tres Zapotes

2011-05-11T01:46:00.006-05:00

~~Northern Eye ~~

Dear audience,

it looks like the rain, and the colors, and the Spring time is back, with it the always present humidity and moisture I am coming to welcome living here in the SoWest.

I've been a little absent lately here on my blog, but I am amazed at how many page views and readers from all over the world frequent my blog. Maybe it is the writing...(I wish), or it could be the music videos...(hmm-mm), or maybe it is the atmosphere of this blog.

If for a minute, we could look into the eye of the storm, and actually make contact with the exact color of the pending storm, I wonder if that eternal eye would be blue, or brown, or perhaps just black. However those feelings leave us, one can actually ponder in the minds eye the level of the... aha! moment. You know, that second when a fresh idea comes to mind, or that moment, when the combination of many moments collide into the present mind, and shuffle the abstract layers of those mindful moments when the whole of that idea begins to manifest in not just an idea, or a thought. But an inspiration! Just that; a moment of pure genius, when nothing or no one in the entire world can distract us.

Such times have always left me thinking about life. For there are times, when life is not the point at all; or simply, the whole of my living moments. There are times when I look around me, and if I concentrate, I find myself suddenly in a state of awareness that blows my mind. Not that any exciting moment ARE any the less important, or perhaps just a novelty in experience, but all of the sudden taking me into a grateful moment. Wow all of this around me, so far away from home. But this is my home ...I say to myself. What constitutes living life aware of all that I have if I cannot experience with wisdom the gist of that moment.

One could say to one self perhaps, this is just right, or it is just a rude awakening, or just a moment of clarity. But living in the spiritual plains that I have evolved into with the force of the Great Spirit. The GOD of my personal understanding. Not the one that I grew up with, or was forced to endure in genteel hours of proper behavior. The knowing that it is that fruitful bounty. And then I think, well do we really know what is a gift, and when to put the book down, or the pencil or the keyboard at rest. Is my life a good life, or is it just the same as anyone's else?

The sound of the wind blows through the leaves of the trees, and the grey clouds move in infinite secret. For they are only naked to our eyes once, and then they move away, no two of them looking alike and the feeling of the warm moist wind funneling through my being. That invisible thing the wind, that indescribable feeling when it moves me, when it pushes me with such force. How colorful if I could create that on canvas, and it were not necessary to explain to the peeps what that it is. Perhaps, that is understood. The color of the eye of the Northern wind blowing. Leaving me thinking about her. Where could she be. Where has she been. Who's eyes have witnessed those secret moments, never ever the same again.

Machine Gun Blues: Tres Zapotes

2011-04-29T10:00:00.000-05:00

~~ A perfect Friday night in May in Tulsa ~~

So we recently attended a concert here in the So-West, and it was all the way LIVE. I remember telling Julian like six months ago, if Social Distortion ever makes it out here, I will like drive all the way to Texas if that's what it takes to see them live again. For there is an identity with me and this band that goes back beyond the means of words, and syllables. I can remember as a young man running from Karate Practice into crowds of gangs in Northern California. Sometimes the blood flowed from ripped lips from a knuckle punch, and sometimes the stream flowed from the tear of a knife, luckily for me I was lean and mean like Mr. Ness!

Distributed by WMG
"Machine Gun Blues" by Social Distortion from the new album 'Hard Times And Nursery Rhymes,' in stores now!

Ball and Chain: Tres Zapotes

2011-03-08T21:23:00.011-06:00

~ Untitled ~

Hello everyone,
yes as talked about on a previous post, I am now posting an update of Pablo Picasso's 1937 "Weeping Woman".

The process is slower since I am using oil color. It is a lot of fun making the colors with a Galkyd based gel that creates impasto. The trick is to store my paint safely because of the pets we have in our home. Like three cats and one dog.... ^_^

However, you can use a strip of aluminum foil very nicely, and it keeps the oil based paint safe, and more importantly fresh.

So call this an update post.

xooxoxoxox

Cold Hard Bitch: Tres Zapotes

2011-02-21T20:35:00.010-06:00

~ Cold Days ~

As the day passes into another blissful memory,
I grasp the cold wind penetrating my lungs with frost...

And then I simply walk into the North Wind,
knowing the sounds of the great wind just screaming
through the vines, and the evergreen trees...

Now that you have come and gone great frozen drop,
could you return to me soon? Or would I have to wait
for your memory tearing into the warmth of my heart...

Then when the night has taken me into fire,
I search through melodies; of those moments so far gone,
with whispers of snowing flakes forever falling...

Come if you will, go away when you must,
but return to me great North wind, and cool me...

Atlanta: Tres Zapotes

2011-02-19T18:10:00.016-06:00

~ Tag Time! ~

My friend Maggie The Artist, game me this award recently and I just wanted to thank her for this most contemporary and stylish award.

I want to say hello to everyone who reads my blogs, whether you are a new friend, or an original friend, my hellos and hugs to all of you. I want to set up the ground rules for this tag. Of course there are no rules here in my blog, but if you will do the suggested just below, it will make this ocasional game more fun. So without further ado, here we go...

•Thank and link back to the person who awarded you this award.

•Share 7 things about yourself.

•Award 15 or so great bloggers.

•Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award.

#1) I like to paint with different mediums, oil, acrylic, water color, designer's gouache, and Ink.

#2) I don't like word verification comments.

#3) I appreciate new friends.

#4) I like to drink coffee.

#5) I like building a chimeny fire.

#6) I like going to art stores.

#7) I love art... :)

I want to pass it along to:

Adorabible, Junes Arty Retreat, DQ's Windmill, Electric Fringe, Fashion Nicotine, Fashion Addicted, Fashion Champagne, FED Zeppelin in the Wonderland, A is for ART, ART ABSOLUTELY, Art is Show Art is only Extasy Art is only Emotion, My Heart is Out at Sea, Searching the Inner Me, Tenga Volantes, Ever So, Wendie's Art N Photo Blog, Les Trois Jardins, Iris in Wonderland, Lucy in the Sky with... Fashion, Oh My God Really, Butterfly Dreams, Joe's Blog ...:)

Grapevine Fires: Tres Zapotes

2011-01-20T17:26:00.011-06:00

"WEEPING WOMAN" 1937--PABLO PICASSO

~ 92 ~

NOW weep, ladies, and with you let Love weep,
let every lover weep in every land
for he is dead, that one whose mind was fixed
on honoring you while he still lived on earth.

As for myself, I pray my own cruel sorrow
not be the cause of stopping up my tears
and be so courteous to let me sigh
enough so that my heart may be unburdened.

Let poetry weep too, let every verse,
because our very loving Messer Cino*
has just now gone and left us all alone.

Pistoia, weep, and all her wicked folk
for having lost a neighbor sweet as he,
and Heaven, celebrate, where he has gone.

PETRARCH

Happy X-Mas: The art of Jesse

2010-12-25T19:57:00.004-06:00

~ Merry Christmas ~

Hello everyone,

we live in a world so so complicated. In the US you can find many cultures living together, or maybe even just forced together by circumstance. All over the US one may find a church of many kinds. There are many religions here in the US. But one thing is certain here at home in the United States of America.

We celebrate Christmas every year. This is a tradition that I grew up with ever since I was a child. It is a tradition I will always embrace. I just love the lights, the music, the winter cool air, the early evenings, the evergreen tree; Decorated.

I love the smell of sweets, and the taste of sweet ham. I love the way people's faces look when they open up a Christmas present.

So even if you are not Christian. I hope you enjoyed your holiday.

Merry X-mas to all, and happy holidays...

Tender Surrender: The art of Jesse

2010-12-04T21:54:00.012-06:00

~ The boundless flight ~

For you my only one, the one that holds my heart, and takes me
for flights in paradise, where the scent of smoky sage and sweet
sandal-wood flows in spiritual creation...

In that under forest, where I can hear the sound of a passing
and peaceful stream, yet where I am unable to know in just what
direction I should fly.

Closing my eyes, I trek and listen for the passing sound, as I can
feel you in that place; Where one finds a mysterious ONE...

Oh, how I shake! When I look into your eyes, and how I feel when
I fight the temptation to become more than I could ever be...

How mysterious the beating of my spirit, just joining in discovery; The
passions of my minds eye ...lifting me away towards that emotion so
rare, so torturous that intuition; gripping me with grand thirst
for you ...my beauty!

Sometimes I can imagine the cool wind of the ocean on my belly, as I
fly like an eagle over the ocean at noon, in summer, where the days
are long, and the sunset is golden!

As I flow with passion and strength towards the setting sun, I fly
right through the sunset, and pass over into the universe; Again looking
back in the direction I traveled, and turning around! Finding my
way back into your warm stare...

I can see! That mysterious passing current! And so I plan my descent;
guiding towards it's edge, where I can feel the cool water
crystallizing my feet with your cool embrace...

Oh, how it hurts that cruel arrow, and how numbing that spear of love,
binding me in the boundless under evergreen, in the direction; Towards
your beautiful rest...

Steady as She Goes: The art of Jesse

2010-11-26T19:37:00.007-06:00

~ Collaborative art ~

Hello everyone,

I have this label in my art blog called "The Mask", and I have produced sculptures for art shows, and have also just given the masks to my friends. I wanted to send my close friend--So Cal Wendy from "Wendy's Art N Photo Blog"--a mask as a collaborative art project. She agreed, and I sculpted this mask earlier this year and shipped it to her in LA.

She finished it and just click on this link to go over and check it out. We artist's love doing work together, but not all of us are that willing to do what Wendy and I accomplished.

She was willing to not just paint the mask, but attach a conceptual aspect into the mask project. I hope you will click over and see the end result.

The mask was created with metal mesh, self hardening clay, and psyche-spiritual concept very dear to my heart.

The hand that feeds: The art of Jesse

2010-11-13T02:16:00.007-06:00

~ Self portraits ~

Hello everyone,

thanks to all the new friends I've met through my reaching out, and it is great that you are following me. If I haven't followed you, leave me a comment, and this way I can click on your link and then pop on over and follow you.

I started this experiment with MS Paint Brush, and kind of went over board. But I love using blocks in my art. The horizontal design is passive, and creates an even and easy to view art product, and at the risk of sounding self absorbed, I tent to only use vertical lines when I feel like creating conflict in my art, perhaps next time I'll post something with that design principle.

My girlfriend Julian took this picture of me recently in September when we attended The Smashing Pumpkins show at the Canes here in the So West....

So again thanks for the TAG peeps who responded, I hope you shared with your friends....

xoxooxox

Gypsy Flame: The art of Jesse

2010-11-07T20:00:00.004-06:00

~ Staffetta dell'amicizia ~

Hello everyone,

my dear and beautiful friend Paola from LO SCRIGNO DEI TESORI (The Jewel of Treasures), gave me this TAG. I haven't posted any awards in a while so bear with me, but I am always pleased to send these cool gifts along to other fellow friend bloggers.... :) Thank you Paola...xoxoxoxoxo

So in respecting the passing of the friendship baton, we shall observe the following rules:

a) Create a blog post, and please use the IMAGE of the relay friendship race...

b) In your post, answer the Eight questions...

c) Pass the baton of friendship to Ten bloggers, and link them in your post...

1 - too small when you were asked, what you wanted to do when you were big; What did you reply?
2 - What were your favorite cartoons?
3 - What were your favorite games?
4 - What year was your nicest birthday and why?
5 - What were the things you absolutely wanted to do, and not yet done?
6 - Which 'was your first love? sports? or what not?
7 - Which was your first musical idol?
8 - Which was the most' beautiful sought (and eventually received), Santa Claus, Jesus' Child, Saint Lucia, christmas gift?

And my logical answers to the previous Eight questions are:

1 - I wanted to be a chemist, so that I could create face cream for my mothers face, that she may never age... :)

2 - All the classic ones, The Road Runner, Tom and Jerry... :)

3 - Hide and seek... :)

4 - Ten or Eleven, my aunt mailed me a $20 dollar bill... :)

5 - I've done them all... :)

6 - My first love was running... :)

7 - Olivia Newton John... :)

8 - My first new bicycle... :)

So there you are! Now I wish to pass along this tag to the following bloggers, I have many of you and first some of my original friends:

Who Is Ann, Wanda's Wings, Wendie's Art and Photo Blog, Under the Pink, Through Thick and Thin, Tenga Volantes, Signs of the Seasons, Searching the Inner Me, Rants of an IT Fly Girl, Peace Love, and Zombies, Psyche Connections, Lemons to Llamas, NancyXO, Solopoesie, Sterling's Blog Pure Incredible, Gallery Juana, Follow the Royal Peach, ELECTRICFRINGE, DQ's Windmill, Do These Shoes Match this Purse?, CASACELIS, A Great Deal of Nothing, Arty Retreat, Adorabibble, An Artist's Perspective.

Next, I am proceeding to hand out this tag to my newest friends, some of you have commented, and that is how I got your link:

Cindy Adkins - Whimsical Musings, Rough Life no as Easy, Xenolithick, Eloise In New York, Fashion Addicted, These Defining Moments, Rockin' Sweetness, MT Blog, DOGTAGS and Pearls, Le Blog, The Girl in the Purple Pants-Middle School, Untamed Elegance, A Posse at Easse, Judy Black Cloud, Sketchy Wenches, Fresh Shyt, Una Vella Vita, Oh Raquel, Frou Frou Decor, Excuse Me, Do You Work Here?, Rocknroll Adventures, Evident Ramblings, Gemini Moon, Punchy's Imagination, Texture Tuesday, I Am Fickle Cattle, The Year After, Solo Thais, The Woods are Lovely Dark and Deep, Open Toe Shoes, Lucy in the Sky with Fashion, Because the Only People for me are the Mad Ones, Jamsi, Mer Amère, Fashion Nicotine, Capricious Reveries, Love always Adya, Literary Explorations.

Drift And Die: The art of Jesse

2010-10-29T23:02:00.011-05:00

~ 3 ~

It was the day the sun's ray had turned pale*
with pity for the suffering of his Maker
when I was caught, and I put up no fight,
my lady, for your lovely eyes had bound me.

It seemed no time to be on guard against
Love's blows; therefore, I went my way
secure and fearless--so, all my misfortunes
began in midst of universal woe.

Love found me all disarmed and found the way
was clear to reach my heart down through the eyes
which have become the halls and doors of tears.

It seems to me it did him little honour
to wound me with his arrow in my state
and to you, armed, not show his bow at all.

PETRARCH

Flying High Again: The art of Jesse

2010-10-19T22:10:00.022-05:00

~ Not for the morbid ~

Hello everyone,

so we took some pictures on our drive out to Alma. My girlfriend's uncle David passed away last week, and so we decided to take a day off work...(cool!), and gather with her father Howard and others. The day was cool and crisp, almost in a weird kind of way. We stayed in a local hotel, and slept on a king size bed... way too much room...LOL

David was a Mason as they call it now, and was also a Vietnam vet; who retired after 20 years of active duty, and later after his service to the US; spent his years as a school teacher, and had his brothers promise not to have a military funeral. He preferred a Mason's funeral. So after the celebration of his life in the hall, we drove out a couple of miles with police escorts, and I was taken by the people traveling the opposite direction from us; They all pulled over in respect.

I did not want this post to be a negative one, just wanted to share with my friends, the pictures, and his name for I believe that he is now in God's kingdom, the one of his perfect understanding.

Thanks for the comments, and welcome all new blog friends, I like followers if you have not noticed yet...LOL

Smells Like Teen Spirit: The art of Jesse

2010-10-15T23:59:00.002-05:00

~ Dear diary ~

Why do I feel as I do?

When I am driving to work, and I realize that it is
so close by, why does my stomach tickle...
When I enter the doors, why do I not feel as though I
belong where I am?

Does the sunshine only on the ones who seek your knowledge?

And when I am taking a small break, why do I rather be
someplace else than at work? Is it my ego; the one that
corrupts my thinking and my living moments?

As I move through the day, and I smile at the ones who
probably don't care, is it me that does not?

Today was hard, and today I laughed, and today I felt the
pain of life as no other day like it. Am I just crying
like a little boy? Or is it just that I much rather spend
more time painting my art?

Dear diary, just for today, help me see the truth about my
little life. The life that I have always wanted, the life
that others would kill for, the life that makes me so happy
that I probably spend too much time worrying if it will all
come down on my head.... help me with the help of others
stay tuned to my precious present moments.

Sorrow: The art of Jesse

2010-10-10T01:36:00.004-05:00

~ Gratitude Post ~

I am grateful for my new laptop...

I am grateful for the So WEST...

I am grateful for my gratitude list...

I am grateful for the weeks I spend living a beautiful life...

I am grateful for living in a free Society...

I am grateful for my health because it is good right now...

I am grateful for the effect of my gratitude lists...

I am grateful for the sound of laughter with friends...

I am grateful for my girlfriend Julian, she is the best...

I am also grateful for the ability to read and write...

I am grateful for having clean running water...

I am grateful for being able to shower anytime I want...

I am grateful for my life...

I am grateful for my labels...

I am grateful for my struggles...

I am grateful for my art...

I am grateful for my customers...

I am grateful for GOD...

I am grateful for my High Tops...

I am grateful for my Julian...

I am grateful for my blog friends...

I am grateful for life...

Only: The art of Jesse

2010-10-04T20:32:00.001-05:00

~ Shadow thoughts ~

So now that you have everything you have ever wanted, are you content with your surroundings?

When you walk into your abode, do you feel at home?

Are you happy with who you are?

Happy is the light, and still you pause in thought when you remember the days when you were in the straight of path; where in that line you traveled with sunshine on your face, or with sweat in your eyes.

Scales of tears fall from your eyes, yet still you prepare the schedule around sadness ...where neither time nor sympathy can exist. Where time is short, and so is feeling the present moments; worth so much ...but long ago shattered.

Anger consumes you and still you subtle around needing no one in your independent role. A life style so abundant, that even the fresh grapes and crackers stacked with blue cheese have become morbid and tasteless.

Your body is tired, your feet are getting old, the skin on your heels is cracking, and the color of your eyes have faded, just as the scent of a fresh morning soaking; When even that the umbrella is not present...

Having read all this, your mind wonders in days when the days stayed lit, and when the sound of young children mattered most. Now even the questions posed by your loved ones drain you of life, and flush your face with some color. Even the smoke coming from a fresh lit candle is absent.

The hope of fame have again paralyzed you, the memory of a lovers scent have become a thing of a decision so close to your principles, even the singing birds seem to mock you in silent conversation...

Stay your course. Continue to sculpt your tones, grab with your hands the heat from another, and fall hard at your passions, but for in your mind even that is a secret, and those moments of feeling alive can only be kept in the strictest of confidence, even from your peers; Who look at you with hope ...a desire to drain you of all money and time, leaving your standing still in the cold wind, silent in thought, and hopeless in memories.

Happiness is dark, and so is the sound of a journal so abandoned that the layers of clay, and the undertones of the underworld smoke in reds, and in blues, cleaving the abstract layers of your once so talented one. Sail one little one, and remember that no one is special, not even you...

Bullet With Butterfly Wings: The art of Jesse

2010-09-26T13:29:00.005-05:00

~ Our concert event ~
Dear friends,my girlfriend Julian and I attended a concert this Friday at the "Canes Ballroom" here in the SoWest, and the jam was purely energizing. We loved the way the entire crowd--strange as it may sound--behaved. I have to admit that it was the calmest concert I've ever attended.I should also add, the last concert I attended was at: "House of Blues" where Mike Ness and his band "Social Distortion" played.

The crowd was way rowdy as most concerts are, and the mosh pit or slam dancing circle moved in violent directions all through the show. Similarly, I hate the circling pit of guys and gals slamming into each other, and circling in a counter clockwise direction.It makes for a scene where you have to be conscious of your entire area beside you and behind you, if you get too cramped, one can become crushed by the sweaty, loud and exited audience. This was a general admission show, and we were entertained by two other bands who's sound was nice. They played their hearts out. I was impressed by the band "Pretty Black Chains" and their energy. We liked the band so much, we purchased their CD there on the sales corner inside the showroom."The Smashing Pumpkins" we awesome! Tommy's band sounded and played like true professional musical artists. They started with a slow and mellow tune, and then captivated our senses with raw and powerful chords and untamed bass lines. So anyway I took some pictures that night, and my apologies, the recording of the video here is very shaky and poor in quality, but I did capture the atmosphere Julian and I were in on Friday night.

Love Me Dead: The art of Jesse

2010-09-23T22:52:00.002-05:00

~ Time and color ~

Hello everyone,

I hope that you all had a great summer? I know, it has been quite a while since I've posted here on my blog, and I do miss all of my friends here on Blogger. It seems that time has just blown by since I moved here to the south west. Things are going okay, and I am now going to resume posting my art and other labels I usually work on.

So this is a catch up post. I really enjoyed the weather here in the South West, I actually experienced my first really hot summer! I got used to the SoCal weather in San Diego, and now I am almost finding myself a little nervous about the upcoming fall, but specifically the winter....

So how are you all?

xoxooxxooxoxxo

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out: Tres Zapotes

2010-08-22T00:48:00.000-05:00

~~ The People in My Life ~~

So we spent some time with my future Father in Law Howard Matsler, and in his home. I love going to Grove to see him. He is an old soul like me. Very very lonely though. Brenda Julian's mom passed away some time ago to Cancer, and the family has never been the same.

I hope I can live up to the type of man he aspires in me.

Jonny B Good: Tres Zapotes

2010-08-15T00:21:00.001-05:00

~~ Visiting the Fucking Family ~~

So we recently took a drive up to Grove. That is where my fiances father lives. Sad story really. Her mom Brenda passed away like three years ago, and it has been hard on Julian.

Anyways, I took pictures of Sam the Dog and a little love bird. Sorry bird, I don't care for your name....LOL

Ram It Down: The art of Jesse

2010-07-12T23:55:00.000-05:00

~~ Little Frog Buddy ~~

We have a very tropical and humid environment here in the South West, and if you want to see the most amazing creatures from Toads like this one, to Green Frogs the slippery and fast ones? Well you can find them here.

You can also find bugs that fly and produce a glow effect which reminds me of Kansas City while I was there earning one of my Chevs...

Fever: Tres Zapotes

2010-07-04T10:00:00.000-05:00

~~ Happy Fourth of Fucking July ~~

We probably wasted too much money buying Zach some fireworks. Why did I give in!!! I suppose it is his excitement; or perhaps, just his eyes looking at me to PLEASE buy me some..... :(

So I made him pay for the fireworks, I told him he had to do something constructive, and playful today rather than waste all his firecrackers.

So again I took these pictures of Zach and Devin playing in a make shift water-slide. What is cool about this one is it really is actually a real water slide!

Our backyard has a side yard, and the weather has been in the extreme heat zone forever now, so it was cool to buy him this cheap $20 plastic toy. Later I told him he could set off his fire works, but he better hang on to the large ones for tonight....LOL

Stained Glass: The art of Jesse

2010-07-02T22:37:00.010-05:00

~~ A couple of Days ~~

Hey everyone,

I just wanted to share these pictures of Zach, and Wednesday sleeping in Zach's room, and then the picture of Mickey, and Spidey.

So it's a couple of days before the Fourth of July here in the US. If you don't know, well let me tell you. There are a lot of Republicans around here. Not by choice I believe. You see, to be a Republican means to be some of the wealthiest elite in the US. Yes rich in money. People around here are not; they are largely uneducated, and very poor.

So they purchase fireworks, and shoot their weapons up in the sky. How stupid....

Electric Eye/Riding on the Wind: The art of Jesse

2010-06-13T22:05:00.000-05:00

~~ Gratitude Post ~~

I am grateful for the present moments in my life...

I am grateful for the humming birds who drink the red nectar...

I am grateful for the South West, it is so precious here and beautiful...

I am grateful for the sound of thunder as the summer time approaches...

I am grateful for my bicycle...

I am grateful for my music playlist...

I am grateful for the sound of a fresh steak grilling...

I am grateful for looking for all the little things in life...

I am grateful for being in peace with the way it is...

I am grateful for Zachary and also for Julian in my simple life...

I am grateful for the sound of birds not from California my original Home...

I am grateful for all the sports in the world, but especially the Soccer World Cup...

I am grateful for the sound of loud music, as it penetrates my psyche...

I am grateful for the moments in meditation, and how that touches my heart...

I am grateful for the art in my heart and in my soul...

I am grateful for the construction of cool labels like; angels here...

I am grateful for my life, even though I don't like it mostly...

Tears Don't Fall: Tres Zapotes

2010-06-06T20:21:00.000-05:00

~~ Zach and Spidey ~~

We remember when this little cat seemed so young, so small, his ears so large proportionally to his little face. Oh how the months fly when you're getting old I suppose.

So Zach loves playing with his cat. We got him this cat in April. It was a surprise for Zach, and he simply loves his little cat. It may be Zach's cat, but Spidey is our little baby.

Painkiller: The art of Jesse

2010-05-18T16:03:00.000-05:00

~~ Rooster Days ~~

More of Zach and Devin getting on a Rooster Day ride at the yearly event. It has always amazed me how these shows travel the US. You can find small events like this in California also in the Spring, and Summer.

I think what makes these events special is the amount of small rides that range in the traditional style like a beach boardwalk almost...

The tickets are not cheap, but not expensive. So if you have a good $100 to spend on your kids, then they can get on unlimited rides, and also purchase and participate in other attractions like shooting a small Basketball through a small hoop for a stuffed animal or shoot water out of a small water gun for a price, to basically just buying cotton candy.

Beyond The Rhelm of Death: The art of Jesse

2010-05-10T02:14:00.000-05:00

~~ Born to be Tough ~~

Hello everyone,

by the time you read this paragraph May will have come and gone long ago. However, I wanted to show my boy Zach and his friend Devin in a pure adrenaline filled moment here in the South West on Rooster Days riding a hard ride.

I remember as a child riding this ride. I paid the way for Devin since his Mother is a cheap lady. Now having said that; You might think, I am a sexist person. I am not. It is just that if you are going to surrender your son to me, at least put a $20 bill in his little pockets.

As usual Zach is in the dominant position, and fearless due to his mothers Cherokee blood.

You Got Another Thing Coming: The art of Jesse

2010-05-01T02:19:00.022-05:00

~~ It's My Birth Date Bitch ~~

Oh and when the thunder and the rain falls,
You will feel the noise of the mother earth hit you!

And then You will understand, that nothing is personal,
No not here in this world where you are a complete stranger...

You may feel the victory of your presumed ancestors,
but remember, you are not from this place...

If you could muster the strength of millions,
it would fall on your head,
and your head exactly, will be mine...

For you are not at home... even when you are relaxed...

South Side: The art of Jesse

2010-04-27T16:04:00.006-05:00

~ Gratitude Post ~

I am grateful for the green leaves...

I am grateful for the green plains...

I am grateful for the green trees...

I am grateful for the green grass...

I am grateful for the green pollen...

I am grateful for the green poison ivy...

I am grateful for the green poison oak...

I am grateful for the green bushes...

I am grateful for my green dreams...

I am grateful for the Google, and Blogger...

I am grateful for my Shoes...

I am grateful for the present moments in my life...

I am grateful for my friends from all over the place...

I am grateful for The Ultimate Fighting Championship...

I am grateful for my home...

I am grateful for my use of colors and music...

I am grateful for my green intuitions...

I am grateful for my green mind...

I am grateful for your green scent...

I am grateful for my green post...

I am grateful for all green friends...

You Don't Have To Be Old To Be Wise: Tres Zapotes

2010-04-17T23:34:00.002-05:00

~~ Now listen up Boy-Chick!! ~~

This is probably my favorite picture of a true Marine Corps Helicopter. Yes it is an older model but just try to sit quietly in one of these bad Girls fully loaded to the core with Death!

Oh well unless you've been in the military like I have, and not even my close friends know this but I use to sing a whisper song everytime I launched from one of these in emergencies....LOL

But of course the Marines are slaves to us Operators....

Delta Jester Out... (Seal Team Six)

Living After Midnight: Tres Zapotes

2010-04-15T23:02:00.000-05:00

~~ Zach and Spidey ~~

So Julian and I surprised our little boy with this kitten. We adopted him and if we had not he would have been killed by the undertaker at the pound. So a local pet store had him and another displayed for special sale.

From the moment Zach set his eyes on Ford; Yes that is his original store name, he fell in love with him. But I needed to verify his love for the cat, and the cats willingness to accept Zachary, so I had the store attendant put us three in a small room with him and another small cat his same age.

I noticed from the very start that Ford purred no matter what. He seemed to sneeze a lot, but that can sometimes be a good thing. We picked him up; He purred. We played with him; He purred. We picked up the other cat; He purred. So I told Zach that we could not handle a second cat with Mickey being in the same house, thus bursting his bubble. But I had a plan to adopt him and surprise Zach with the cat.

A couple of days later, we adopted little Ford A.K.A. Spidey. Zach was completely blown away. I love our little Spidey. He is like our little baby, literally, me and Julian's little baby.

Another Thing Comin: Tres Zapotes

2010-04-10T22:00:00.020-05:00

~~ Mickey and Cooper ~~

Hello everyone, and I don't expect any of you will comment on this post; so it gives me freedom! Freedom to vent really. I recently moved here to the South West. Things are different here. The culture, the locations, the climate, and the temperature!

But I did move here to be with my sweetheart Julian and her boys. I may post on her two boys later. But let me start with Mickey and Cooper.

Mickey is a cat my girlfriend saved from being put to death, and he comes from an abused background. He freaks out really easily, and well; He actually gets on my nerves sometimes... LOL

Cooper the dog is really cool. He tends to be a spaz, but I like the energy of a small dog and how they seem to have endless energy all though their tender lives.

So I am well, just thinking out loud. The weather here is rainy. The summer is approaching, and promises to be really hot. I love it... :)

Pork And Beans: The art of Jesse

2010-03-28T18:04:00.003-05:00

Hello everyone,

well I am moving to the South West this week, and therefore wanted to give away awards to my friends. This "I'm a fan of your Blog!" was given to me by my beautiful friend Debbie, from "Through Thick and Thin" and I am again giving it away to anyone who will have it, so please take it, and place it on your blogs, just say that I gave it to you... :)

This tag was given to me by my friend Adorabibble from "Adorabible" February 16Th of this year, sorry about the wait Adora... :)

The rules for this award are:

1. Post the sentence : Nenhum olhar è mais puro do que uma criança: The phrase in the Portuguese language means... "There is nothing so pure as the look of a child."

2. Post the logo on your blog and link it.

3. Mention the blog that gave birth to this award: "Arte Da Li"

4. Pass it on to 10 blogs and leave a comment on their blogs to let them know they've been awarded.

This "Sunshine award" was given to me by my friend Eugenia from "Under the pink" Thanks so much... :)

And the rules are:

1. Put the logo in your post or within your blog.

2. Pass the award on to 12 fellow bloggers.

3. Link the nominees within your post.

4. Let the nominees know they have received this award by leaving a comment on their blogs.

5. Share the love and link to the person who gave you the award.

Hello again,

okay so I am going to again reiterate that anyone who reads this blog is welcome to have these logos, and I am going to name the bloggers that I choose to hand these out to since this is a tag except for the "fan award" does not have any rules.

I will be in touch with your comments just as soon as possible, and wish me luck on my travels, there to the Great South West my new home... :)

I therefore choose:

Chelsey Unger, Who Is Ann, Wendies Art N Photo Blog, No's Land, Under the Pink, The Hollow High-Art, The Beating Heart of an Insomniac, Follow the Royal Peach, DQ's Windmill, Get stuff done, Fam Show Magazine, Arty Retreat, Epiphany Art Gallery, Searching the Inner Me, Spring Person, Izzy Alessandra, {Phabrik}, Do these shoes match this purse?, My brain is dancing, The Therapy Buzz, Monday Artday, Charlotte Rossmann Art Talk, Electric Fringe, A Great Deal of Nothing, Adorabibble, Edenwire, Shut up and Let Me Talk for a Minute, Tenga Volantes, Lemons to LLamas, Soyez la Bienvenue Chez Moi

Ride to California: The art of Jesse

2010-03-20T13:37:00.002-05:00

~ Changes ~

Hello everyone,

oh, ...how semantics are changing in this world; I can remember, when I was Ten, imagining about "Star Trek" and how amazing it was for the Captain to communicate with a cell phone looking mechanism, which clicked open.

It seems that today everything has changed. Today any ten year old can carry a cell phone, and can play with computer games like the X-Box and other types. Technology, and advancement not just in that detail has changed. The price of everything is also sky-rocketing. I can remember as a teenager, being able to purchase a chocolate bar of "Snickers" for 25 cents. A public phone call was a dime, and I could take bus and ask for a transfer ticket for only 20 cents.

Today a chocolate bar is over one dollar in the US, and public phone calls are 50 cents, and there are no transfers, just one way trips and or a $5 day pass.

These recollections are not complaints by any means, believe me, I am amazed at just how much this world has advanced in the 41 years I have been alive. I could never as a ten year old imagine that in another life, I could stay in touch with my parents with a device like the cell phone. And if someone would of told me about a five dollar day pass, I would have laughed.

These are just two things which come to my mind about changes, there is also the increase in gasoline, and the ability for anyone in the US to have a car or truck or "SUV" if they prefer. People are free to breed and have as many kids as desired, and food is way expensive. Who is making these changes? Who's responsible for the escalating expansion, and destruction of our popular culture? Even with all of these negative changes, it seems that the entire world wants to be a carbon copy of America. Not just the US, but specifically, everything in The United States is both scoffed at and looked at with jealousy.

One thing that has changed over time is my living environments, when I was young, I lived in the large cities of California, but I have also lived in smaller towns in the west, and other states. But one thing remains unchanged, and that is that everything is improving or degenerating, whether in the country woods, or in the ever expanding and growing suburbs, and cities.

How about you, what do you remember about your life when you were ten years old?

Diamonds and Rust: The art of Jesse

2010-03-15T22:20:00.000-05:00

~~ Walking in the Money ~~

How many times have you been short of some cash? Has there ever been a time when you had complete control of the money you earned and saved?

I believe that no matter how much money we have in the bank, or in a Trust, or in a Rule 51 account; There will never be enough.

The reason for the lack of money, or the hording of it is simple. I believe that money is the evil in our minds, and in our families, and in our countries. Money is the single thing we all hope for, and all dream about. But even if we had so much money that it was never a problem to worry about it; The Evil in money corrupts.

You see it is not how much you have, but what kind of person you are regardless of it.

Drive: The art of Jesse

2010-03-07T20:25:00.005-06:00

~ Gratitude post ~

I am grateful for my blog...

I am grateful for my new blog pals...

I am grateful for this art product...

I am grateful for feeling the end of winter...

I am grateful for the passion in my heart...

I am grateful for the lessons of winter...

I am grateful for the grace in which I live...

I am grateful for the colors and volumes in love...

I am grateful for your comments...

I am grateful for the sounds of Spring...

I am grateful for the time to write this...

I am grateful for the little things in my life...

I am grateful for the cold wind blowing on my skin...

I am grateful for my new found Blogger family...

I am grateful for all the new styles in season...

I am grateful for things that even you could write down...

I am grateful for my shirts and pants...

I am grateful for hot tea with lemon...

I am grateful for the years I have spent in the present...

I am grateful for the sound of my music here on my blog...

I am grateful for the breathing wind in my lungs...

I am grateful for the birds in the ski...

I am grateful for my corner store...

I am grateful for a big Waffle and Blueberry Syrup...

I am grateful for the silent moments in meditation...

I am grateful for the Meditation Tunnel, and the infinity...

Bad Fish: The art of Jesse

2010-02-20T17:18:00.003-06:00

~ Washed Emotions ~

There at bright sunset is that feeling
that separates me from you,
and unites our intuitions forever...

Whether here in the present moment
or alone and lost in dreams,
my emotions carry me further and
further into the wash of scattered
and found memories...

Oh, just another moment
perhaps just another second
or a silent feeling in that
washed emotion...

One Day: The art of Jesse

2010-02-10T20:45:00.008-06:00

~ Gratitude List ~

I am grateful for the future...

I am grateful for Nirvana...

I am grateful for my art blog...

I am grateful for my girlfriend Julian...

I am grateful for my new son Zachary...

I am grateful for the freedom I have living sane...

I am grateful for this gratitude lists...

I am grateful for the documenting these gratitude lists...

I am grateful for my shoes laces...

I am grateful for the belt on my pants...

I am grateful for a washing machine in my house...

I am grateful for a dryer in my house...

I am grateful for dryer sheets...

I am grateful for the grocery store...

I am grateful for buying anything I want at the store...

I am grateful for a job which brings me money...

I am grateful for my shelter and love...

I am grateful to be able to go anywhere I want...

I am grateful for my flower blog...

I am grateful for my High Art Blog...

I am grateful for my blogger readers...

I am grateful for all birds...

I am grateful for the present moment...

I am grateful for a hot shower...

I am grateful for hot tea...

I am grateful for my shoes...

I am grateful for my smiles...

2 AM: The art of Jesse

2010-02-06T13:51:00.003-06:00

~ In between projects ~

I was given this award by my dear friend Adorabible recently, and I just wanted to also share it with all of you who read my blog, and stop by and make me feel really special and cool with your friendships.

Here are the suggestions:

1. Link the blogger who gave you the award on your post...

2. Write 10 things that make you happy...

3. Share it with at least 10 friends...

Have fun!

Okay here goes my happy list:

1. It makes me happy when I create my art...
2. It makes me happy to hear from my blogger friends...
3. It makes me happy when I pray to my GOD...
4. It makes me happy when I am sad, and I take care of myself...
5. It makes me happy to share my honesty here on my blog...
6. It makes me happy to hand out blog awards...
7. It makes me happy when blogger friends stop by and say hi...
8. It makes me happy when I see the ocean turn gold at sunset...
9. It makes me happy to live a happy life...
10. It makes me happy to work on living a spiritual life...

Conchise: The art of Jesse

2010-01-31T22:01:00.003-06:00

~~ Justin Akers ~~

Well my friends as described on a previous post, I have been working on two very special masks. These two masks challenged me at all private levels. The process was even more special to me than others have. From the handling of the aluminum diamond mesh. To the selection of the gesture of the Zapotec mask. Another example will have to be the most obvious. The indigenous Greca. If you don't know what that design is, it is an abstract worldly display of a deity known to Meso American cultures.

These masks were to me an expression of pure love for the power of my ancestors. I know it could sound a bit cliche, but I think you can identify with my words here. Very simply, these masks had to be more meaningful than others. They had to be a candid look into the artist; who is Jesse, and is furiously thirsty for more information about his Meso American ancestors...

I used two colors here. Blues and Reds. The reason? We live in a cold and hot world. We go about our days learning and exploring new things. Sometimes people and concepts touch us. Sometimes they bore us completely to the point of pure despair.

Professor Justin Akers Chacón inspired Jesse Mendez. His US History A Chicano Perspective, cut along many deep concepts. Not the ordinary story of the US and its Puritans and Quakers or the Mormons; And there is nothing wrong with US History mind you; It is just that we have many people living in this continent that do not originate from Europe. Yes over the rolls of yeas many have mixed from places like Spain, Portugal, Italy, France, Germany; and this is what the modern day Latino is, a mestizo or a person mixed from European descent, but not Hispanic. These brothers and sisters come from Meso American and Central America, and South American cultures.

To be Mexican American in the US means to be of the origin of many Native American cultures like the Aztec, the Mixtec, the Toltec, the Olmec, the Maya, the Zapotec, the Cherokee, the Navajo, the list runs deep and broad. But the jilt for future scholars to explore will be the Meso American jewel. Take the time to go and explore, use and borrow money to discover there, and you will discover with your naked eyes, treasures in culture, and in currency like you have never ever imagined.

Thank you professor Akers for your presentations, your assignments, and especially for your passion about teaching in the classroom.

Won't Be Long: The art of Jesse

2010-01-11T16:01:00.004-06:00

~ Stealth Mission Indigenous Zapotec Mask ~

Hello everyone,

I am simply ecstatic to announce a very special mask project. You see I studied in San Diego City College a interdisciplinary course known, as United States History A Chicano Perspective. This course is let me tell you Rigorous! It is not for the normal student trying to just fulfill the requirement of The District Requirement, nor the Transfer to University Student.

Chicano studies is about the history of indigenous and true Mexican Americans here in the continent we live in AKA America. The tragedy with regular US History, is Non Hispanic American students are disciplined in the study of the, "old world" of people escaping to this continent to escape religious persecution. It cuts to the core of layers of roots the true history of the indigenous people here in the US, Central America, and some South American Cultures.

Many Mexican Americans have worked very hard to change the academic system, forging us to learn about our true Meso American cultures. However, the cultures also include all Native American people who traveled over the ice age, and made this side of the world amazingly innovative. Not only in terms of Maize, or corn, but in the way they were able to survive through a complex systems of religion, and ways of living a pure and natural life directly connected with complex science.

I am installing this mask and keeping the real masks that I donated to Professor Justin Akers a close privilege; See it for yourselves, in person the masks, that I believe are much more than just an expression of Zapotec Culture, or Maya Culture, or Cherokee culture and on and on and on ad infinitude.

Thank you professor Akers for inspiring me, and if any student reads this. Just follow his directions, and you will be amazed at what your Heart creates.

The Boy With The Thorn In His Side: The art of Jesse

2010-01-05T19:04:00.008-06:00

I am grateful for the color of the open sky...

I am grateful for the scent of open flowers in April...

I am grateful for the taste of strong coffee first thing in the morning...

I am grateful for the grass on earth; how curious its textures...

I am grateful for the dimension of the Spirit...

I am grateful for the sound of great music...

I am grateful to sound repeatedly grateful for my life...

I am grateful for my muscles as they burn while I use them...

I am grateful for the sweat on my face...

I am grateful for the color of all fruit...

I am grateful first before anything, and anyone, even me...

I am grateful for my gratitude list...

I am grateful for my art...

I am grateful for my employment...

I am grateful for the sound of meditation...

I am grateful for the buttons on my shirt...

I am grateful for my time in the Seals Teams...

I am grateful for stocking the USS Nimitz with cold meat...

I am grateful for crossing the Brow of the Bonharm Richard...

I am grateful for Gregg's navigation compass under Russian waters...

I am grateful to my K-Bar mini sword, it did the job...

I am grateful for my McMillan Sniper rifle...

I am grateful for C-4 it blew shit up in a second...

I am grateful for the fins on my gear after long parachute dive...

I am grateful for Richard Marcinko for making me into a fish...

I am grateful for suffering cold water for sport...

I am grateful for Seal Team Four, and Six...

I am grateful for your silence... shut up!!!!!

I am grateful for my blogger pals...

I am grateful for the writing on the wall...

I am grateful for the year 2010; I hope it is better than last year...

I am grateful for peace, love, patience, willingness, and tolerance...

I am grateful for my books, they are all packed...

I am grateful for my missing in action friends...

I am grateful for you the anonymous blogger who sprays my comments...

I am grateful for the sound of live music...

I am grateful for the sound of laughter...

I am grateful for a candid, spontaneous and random conversation...

I am grateful for my blogs; thank you for reading it everyday...

I am grateful for the smell of death...

I am grateful for the sound of a 757 flying over me as I walk down the hill...

The One I Love: The art of Jesse

2010-01-02T22:32:00.005-06:00

~ Walking on clouds ~

So I thought about you today as I walked up 6Th avenue. I
remembered your gentle hands, and the sweet sound of your
voice. It reminded me of May when you came here and spent
such a sweet and beautiful vacation with me.

The sun was quite orange, and the airplanes added that loud
but whispered sound a city man is used to. I looked at the
people all over walking their dogs, conversing with each other
in elegant but soft and whispered conversations.

It brought me back to that day, when I took you to my favorite
tree, where even the sight of it puts me in ah...; and where we escaped for that so special sets of moments, simply defined in minutes. Oh how subtle those feelings and times can be.

How fulfilling their effect on our heart. How away it all seems right now, and I know that writing these words with feeling, it brings me closer to crystallizing those thoughts and wrought mode. As for me I miss you, and I love you.

I remembered your blue eyes, and the soft and beautiful
scent of your golden hair, just breezing in my direction, like
the times I have walked with you, close and loving you.

This is for you Julian, my love, my woman, my angel...
I love you always, and forever,

Jesse Noe.

I want to touch you: The art of Jesse

2010-01-01T12:40:00.001-06:00

I know how the end of year can be like. A lot of domestic, and private matters which must be tied together, or severed.. LOL. I think that as the new year approaches, and we have survived the first part of the winter fiestas; we can rejoice, and plan for the year coming up ahead.

Life is full of surprises, and set backs... when I look back over these last two years, I must say that it has not been easy going through this second period of Liver chemotherapy. I know along the way, I have made many new friends, and have unfortunately; lost others. One really sees, the ones, who care about us; when the going gets tough, and not in the usual favor of friends who pretend to be real people, but just want things back from us.

I want to thank each and everyone of you who has newly joined here with my blogs, and to also hug and shake the hands of all of you who have stayed the course with me. The ones who have stopped by and just said hello. I think that blog friendships are very special, and since I am grateful for this aspect, I want to hand these two awards out to anyone of my peeps who have access to my blogs, and also to anyone of you who I will continually contact this weekend.

I want to thank Paola, from Stardust for giving me these two precious awards... they are simply beautiful.... Please, click on the yellow letters to see her beautiful blogs... ^_- Thank you, and Happy New years!!!! And don't forget to turn up the volume on this one, especially the bass.... :) Ciao!

Black Metallic: The art of Jesse

2009-12-29T20:24:00.003-06:00

~ The black metallic ~

Sometimes ascending into that ancient,
mossy, sidewalk, she feels at home
sitting down; experiencing, textures,
and an old memory...

Whilst remembering beautiful rest,
oh how silent it has been! It
seems, just like working to get it,
but falling short, seemingly for
eternity...

Will she feel the color of her
skin? Feeling the black metallic;
sneaking a sentence, writing an emotion,
wondering and recalling that fallen
season... all at once forgotten.

Kids: The art of Jesse

2009-12-25T02:30:00.001-06:00

Merry X-Mas to all...
see you next Year...

love,
Jesse

New Dark Ages: The art of Jesse

2009-12-22T19:42:00.001-06:00

~ Friendship award ~

Friends are like fresh water
circling around in eternal ecstasy...

they make our moments more
profound, without even noticing
until much later on in life...

friendships are the type that
are unconditional and always
a short distance away...

Therefore, I hand this out to all
my blogger friends, and in turn
you can hand this award out with
no rules. To your friends.

Love: Jesse Noe

The Clairvoyant: The art of Jesse

2009-12-13T21:04:00.002-06:00

~ My bill or rights ~

I have the right to be treated with respect.
I have the right to say no and not feel guilty.
I have the right to experience and express
my feelings.
I have the right to take time for myself.
I have the right to change my mind.
I have the right to ask for what I want.
I have the right to ask for information.
I have the right to make mistakes.
I have the right to do less than I am
humanly capable of.
I have the right to feel good about myself.
I have the right to act only in ways that
promote my dignity and self-respect as
long as others' are not violated in the process.

HAZELDEN

The Number of the Beast: The art of Jesse

2009-12-11T20:25:00.003-06:00

~ Thy Will Be Done ~

If I were to chase each particular care,
each particular worry, and each particular
sorrow, I would have business on hand for
the rest of my life; but if I can rise into a
higher state of mind, these cease to be
annoyances and cares. Ninety-nine parts in a
hundred of the cares of life are cured by
one single salve, and that is, "Thy will be
done." The moment I can say that, and let
go, that moment more than ninety-nine
parts in a hundred of my troubles drop
away.

(HAZELDEN)

Can I Play with Madness: The art of Jesse

2009-12-10T21:39:00.005-06:00

~ Happy Birthday ~

Happy birthday Julian.

You are loved by me... never forget that baby... :)

I just wanted to share this will all my friends, Julian is my girlfriend, and I just wanted all to know who Jesse is in love with....

Enjoy the show....