I slept more peacefully than I have in a really long while last night. The rain has been steady and mellow.
Spring time in Portland, Oregon is very special. It’s still not warm, but it’s not as cold as before.
Nights can still get down in the 30’s but the rain clouds make it feel warmer.
The dogwood trees and cherry blossoms have bloomed.
The magnolias are beginning to bud, new growth is slowly coming to all the trees, and moss is abundant everywhere.
don’t undermine the underground
we’re right where we intended
we don’t need your education
to understand the magic in imagination
if one should think and others think it, too
we can make another realm away from radio ad distractions
where music is texture and our bodies are conduits for a greater intentions
“Two To Stand On” is two tracks I’ve recorded live and impromptu over the last couple weeks. After recording on my phone the tracks were put into the recording program and sound panned from ear to ear accordingly. The songs are solemn as it’s been a pretty solemn couple weeks processing the unexpected life of a friend.
I am seeing Modest Mouse live for the first time tonight. Outside. In the heart of downtown Portland. This is a freakin dream come true. Thank you Melissa!
Today, my good friend and best pal, Smoggie Catt turned 13 years old. She’s been by my side through some of the most trying and most exciting times of my life. She lays down beside me when I am ill, constantly gives kisses, and all around badass creature.
I love her love for the rain. I love her longing to adventure and always meet new neighbors. I look forward to many more years of adventures and improv photoshoots with her by my side.
Also full moon and meteor shower tonight! And Happy Birthday to my friend Cody Trespalacios that has been my friend since third grade!
-ABC
one week ago today i cracked my scapula. i was helping a friend who accidentally locked his keys in his apartment. it was a really tiny window and i thought i could slide in really quick and grab them and get out.
i got one leg and two arms in and then i was stuck. in a fleeting moment i saw his bed below and thought i’d just push myself through and the bed would catch my fall. the bed did catch my fall, but in the moment i didn’t realize how high the fall was.
so i have been out of working the coffeehouse since and go back this saturday. it’s been really challenging being still and not being able to have my arm’s full rotation. i know it’ll take time and much exercise to get my arm to fully extend as it once did.
i am not afraid. it’s pretty freaky, but that’s part of the experience. my biggest concern is the extended time away from my day job because there is still rent to pay and other grown up responsibilities.
all that to say if anyone wants/can help by purchasing some of my art to help with rent, etc, it would really mean a lot right now. i accept cash app ( $icallmeabcorduroy ) or the good old fashioned cash if you are live locally.
my instagram page is the most up to date archive i have. all prices are negotiable. if you don’t use instagram you can still scroll through and email me at: ( abcorduroy@gmail.com ) about a piece.
well, that’s that.
until the next moment!
-ABC
Etc the best //
and the rest will resist //
acorn falls // another showers //
while this other-other presents pleasantries //
less we understand an education for all / we will never evolve //
as a society //
as a whole //
rest assured there are soldiers of truth //
// all around you // and no matter
// what // the wtf //
// happens
// in the end we will find
// heaven on earth
// even it be
// just a freakin moment
of truth.
Resist indifference
Vacate the hiatus
Enlightenment is not the end
It is a beginning
love is a verb. it’s what we do. gratitude is the adjective that got us here. my mind is a whirlwind of things and stuff. sometimes focused. sometimes not. the day is warm, but not too hot. my body says create. my ears say wait. listen to the music in the background and keep on typing until you cain’t any longer. so i am. so it goes. the sentence became from the words. the language, whichever one we’re using in the moment, a vehicle for the peculiar to explain the unexplainable.
potatoes for dinner
potatoes for breakfast
my friend, Mark, in Gainesville, Florida posted his daily sigil and some words that said “creativity is a process not a product”, and I keep meditating on this over and over the last couple days. it’s a simple sentence packed with so much wisdom.
i know it to be true and i endeavor to share more and more of my process with all of you.
there is peace
to the listener
always looking for a song
even in city noises
and
odd city sounds
there’s an off beat
looking for a breath
to remember
it still belongs
Give peace a piece of self and share the rest of the wealth with sincerity, wisdom, and prudence.
It know it doesn’t always pay off immediately and, honestly, sometimes it can feel needy.. but I believe in the end we’ll be keeping to our treaty.
prioritize priorities.
prioritize time and energies.
that’s been my focus as of lately.
I meet a lot of folk and folk around a whole lot, too.
sometimes it’s for the good and sometimes it’s plain it getting distracted.
to make my dream(s) become reality takes focus, discernment, and integrity.
if I am constantly folking around then there is less time to spend with the ones i care the most about.
less time to focus on music and art projects that fulfill and enrich my self.
prioritize priorities to have more fun and be more free.
Spending more time with the ones I love sometimes means less interactions in other realms.
to focus on my self enough to be my best self.
prioritize priorities.
well, that’s the end of this rambling. thank you to everyone who sticks around and reads these ramblings.
-ABC
What’s in a sentence? What’s in a sentence? What’s in a sentence?
How did Howard not know what was to become of Uncle Bill?
Man cannot live off grease and carbs alone! No!
Hold up! I should explain to ya (the reader) a couple things at least.
First, April Allergies in Portland, Oregon - like clockwork, always show up again and make me fight for breath.
Secondly, the end of imagination will be the end of civilization.
-ABC
Hanging out beside Smoggie Catt on the couch and drinking my first cup of coffee of the day. Went for a walk around the neighborhood and saw a hummingbird across the street from home. I like having Smoggie Catt sit with me while I type.
Today’s bucket includes: complete some art pieces we started last night, work on some tunes, and catch up on dishes and put away my laundry.
Woke up this morning and dozed inn and out a few times. Kept going back to the same dream space.
A little difficult to explain that space now because I didn’t write anything down.
Probably best, I watched a horror/thriller series on Netflix the last few days titled “Project 81” and it was strange to say the least.
The ending less than what I was hoping for, but it still fucked with the dream sequence.
Working on some wood block arts. One of them is finished and I’ll post it soonly via Instagram and arts tab here on the .com // sold my first piece of the year to a nice fellow named Thomas that I met for the first time last week.
If I remember correctly he is from the Oregon Coast. We met at Anna Bannana’s and I showed up late and it was busy from the get go to the very end.
Working on explaining my intention/purpose/idea behind art more clearly.
I took some notes along the way. Where I put those notes is still a little mystery to me.
Just poured my second coffee of the day and plan to find all that after blogging these words.
Currently listening to “The Darling Buds” and seems to be the right kinda mellow to get to doing the things.
Second super grey and misty day in a row where I am. These days are a gentle balance in drinking coffee, but not too much.
Yesterday I definitely drank too much too soon and had a million overstimulated energies. I jumped at every little movement including my own.
Well… a song is ending and so I feel it best to move off the web for now.
Be Free!
-ABC
I uploaded a new set of songs titled “Radikali Transmissions”.
Hope you’ll give them a listen and let me know your thoughts.
I’ve been listening to a lot of Brian Eno, Robert Fripp, and Andy Summers. Portland winters makes their music quite the perfect soundtrack for my wandering mind.
Also recently finished watching all five seasons of the scifi “Babylon 5” so it definitely has some of them vibes.
Time to write a grocery list and hopefully art a little bit between making dinner and cleaning up my bedroom.
Be Free Ya’ll!
-ABC
