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"I think the popular concept of the artist is a person who has this great passion and enthusiasm and super emotion. He just throws himself into this great masterpiece and collapses from exhaustion when its finished. It’s really not that way at all. Usually it's a pretty calculated, sustained, and slow process by which you develop something. The effect can be one of spontaneity, but that’s part of the artistry. An actor can do a play on Broadway for three years. Every night he’s expressing the same emotion in exactly the same way. He has developed a technique to convey those feelings so that he can get the ideas across. Or a musician may not want to play that damn music at all, but he has a booking and has to do it. I think the real test is to plan something and be able to carry it out to the very end. Not that you’re always enthusiastic; it's just that you have to get this thing out. It's not done with one's emotions; it’s done with the head." Richard Estes | ||||||||||
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I saved these two pieces by Robin Livingstone, and I am glad I did as their original source links are now defunct (if anyone has any viable links, please let me know). I also had them on a blog which packed up and left me without warning as well, so this is why I archive whole articles. Robin is an editor at Andersonstown News in Belfast. He has a biting wit and sarcastic view of life which I find hilarious. He frequently writes under the guise of 'Squinter'. I've posted this once before, but something Jadiem wrote reminded me of it. NIGHT AND DAY IN YOUR PJs 12 July 2003 Squinter The time has come the walrus said, to talk of many things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings... And much as Squinter has tried to put it off, much as he has wrestled with his conscience over the advisability of bringing this particular topic on to a public stage, the day was always going to come when the truth would have to be told, and it is this: women in Ballymurphy/Turf Lodge don’t get dressed any more. Now that doesn’t mean that they run about naked, or in their underwear. No, it means that they spend all day in their pyjamas. Nothing wrong with that, the cry goes up, everyone dosses about the house in their PJs occasionally, which is undeniably so. But we’re not talking about a lazy day off here, or an extended lie-in. Squinter was in Turf Lodge one afternoon last week – around 2.45pm, it was. And in one stretch of road he saw seven women going about their daily business in their pyjamas. Not standing at the door talking to the neighbour, not nipping out to pick up the milk – actually doing the everyday things that normally require a person to get dressed. Two women were walking through Norglen Gardens, proceeding to who knows where with that peculiar shuffle that fluffy mules necessitate. Both sets of pyjamas were pink, silk(y) and baggy, both twentysomethings had blonde hair and big golden hoops in their ears, both had their arms folded with a ten-deck of Regal tucked in their armpits. ( >>Continued ) | ||||||||||
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 Because this article came out today in the San Francisco Chronicle about 'The Night Stalker's' DNA link to yet another murder and rape victim, a wee 9 year old S.F. girl, I decided to post his story for those of you not familiar with Ramirez's reign of pure murderous terror.Richard Ramirez - The Night Stalker --A look into the rape and killing spree of Satanic worshipper and serial killer, Richard Ramirez, who terrorized Los Angeles in 1985 By Charles Montaldo  Ricardo Leyva a.k.a. Richard Ramirez (photo at left) was born in El Paso, Texas, on February 28, 1960, to Julian and Mercedes Ramirez. Richard was the youngest child of six, epileptic, and described by his father as being "a good boy," until his involvement with drugs. Richard admired his father, but at the age of 12, he found a new hero, his cousin, Mike, a Vietnam veteran and ex-Green Beret.Ramirez Finds a Hero Mike, home from Vietnam, shared gruesome pictures of rape and human torture with Richard, who became fascinated with the pictorial brutality. The two spent a lot of time together, smoking pot and talking about war. On one such day, Mike's wife began to complain about Mike's laziness. Mike's reaction was to kill her by shooting her in the face, in front of Richard. Because of Mike's war record, he was sentenced to seven years for the killing. Drugs, Candy and Satanism By the age of 18, Richard was a habitual drug user and chronic candy eater, resulting in tooth decay and extreme halitosis. He also became involved in Satan worshipping and his general poor appearance enhanced his satanic persona. Already arrested on numerous drug and theft charges, Ramirez decided to move to southern California. There he advanced from simple theft to breaking and entering into homes. He became very proficient at it and eventually began to linger in the homes of his victims. Pure Evil On June 28, 1984, his burglaries turned into something far more evil. Ramirez entered through an opened window of Glassel Park resident, Jennie Vincow, age 79. According to Philip Carlo's book, 'The Night Stalker,' he became angry after not finding anything of value to steal, and began stabbing the sleeping Vincow, eventually slitting her throat. The act of killing aroused him sexually, and he had sex with the corpse before leaving.( >>Continue reading ) | ||||||||||
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By DAVID N. GOODMAN, Associated Press Writer San Francisco Chronicle Friday, October 23, 2009 Soupy Sales, the rubber-faced comedian whose anything-for-a-chuckle career was built on 20,000 pies to the face and 5,000 live TV appearances across a half-century of laughs, has died. He was 83.  Sales died Thursday night at Calvary Hospice in the Bronx, New York, said his former manager and longtime friend, Dave Usher. Sales had many health problems and entered the hospice last week, Usher said.Soupy Sales, born Milton Supman At the peak of his fame in the 1950s and '60s, Sales was one of the best-known faces in the nation, Usher said. "If President Eisenhower would have walked down the street, no one would have recognized him as much as Soupy," Usher said. At the same time, Sales retained an openness to fans that turned every restaurant meal into an endless autograph-signing session, Usher said. "He was just good to people," said Usher, a former jazz music producer who managed Sales in the 1950s and now owns Detroit-based Marine Pollution Control. ( >>Continued ) | ||||||||||
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Hashi made this background on a programme called Bryce. Click the pick to visit his deviantART and download it for your computer wallpaper/screensaver. :) | ||||||||||
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I would have liked to post about 5 or 6 of this man's paintings. If anyone captures California's small towns, he does.  Tony Peters | ||||||||||
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