two hearts

since its valentine's day on saturday, i thought i'd pay tribute to one of the most loving, enduring, passionate, and achingly romantic couples of all time. not since romeo and juliet have two souls been so perfectly joined in the great waltz that IS 'true love.' they couldn't stand to be apart from eachother, not for one minute. they ate and drank and worked and breathed eachother... they were, hand in hand, drifting into the sunset of ardent lust and admiration. we should all be so lucky. sigh...

hippies

happy christmas, war is over. (mmm, we wish.) i'm getting a late start tonight because i had to christen a new journal... which means getting a cover on it, and a decoration on the first page. i'm happy with the cover, so i hope i can live with the paper stock. i'm 89.9 percent sure i can 'swing' with it, the fibers-from-trees-that-i-stroke-ink-on. all that aside, i wanted to post something tonight. i found this whilst diving for rare shots of keith moon. it looks like keith has found some friends. i think that might be the boring john entwhistle on the top right, and i don't think the two on the bottom really need my introduction. it is, of course, the 'joined-at-the-weird-hip' john and mrs. yoko lennon. i really don't have much to say about this one... i think it speaks for itself.

ummm, okay

jean-lucien sent me this shot sunday, and as soon as i saw it, i knew it was going on the blog. i mean, do i really even need to write anything? let's see... we've got the very unmistakeable trio of yoko ono, andy warhol, and john winston lennon, all playing a weird and heated game of 'crotch-grab.' you look at a shot like this and you can't help but wonder... what led up to this priceless little slice of 'freak life.' i mean, did they see the guy with the camera and sort of like, on 'the sly' said to eachother, '...hey, let's really give this photographer a shot worth his time.' ? or was it a totally spontaneous moment that was just unfortunately immortalized on film? either way, its still very hilarious. andy doesn't even look like he knows what planet he's on. yoko, who hasn't even bothered to put down her cig, seems to be more or less 'along for the ride.' so, i'm left to draw the conclusion that the whole thing is john's idea. which doesn't exactly surprise me. i have no idea where jean-luc found it, but i think its priceless. rock on, you three. and give peace a chance.

john and yoko: thoughts

hey, did you ever look at a picture of the rapt and 'deeply-in-love' john lennon and yoko ono and wonder what in the world they were thinking? well, i gazed at this picture for quite a while one night, and i think i've solved the mystery.

o yes

here is another shimmering slice of notebook art that i was largely responsible for. it features the odd trio of simon le bon, yoko ono, and a ghostly wisp of john lennon. the colors just swim, don't they. i love my stuff, i really do. and i don't think its sinful to blow my own trumpet. my (our) stuff is just the grooviest. i was so lucky, i think, to be born an artist. sure, i can't recite my multiplication tables, but at least i can not do math in a room emblazoned with pretty pictures. i wouldn't have it any other way.