Rotationiste - Third in the Punctuation Series


A good furniture maker can either fix a screw up or turn it into a feature. A Rotationist's only option is to come up with a good title that makes the screw up seem to be an intentiona, difficult to execute, artistic choice (see third image here).
http://home.comcast.net/~charliebcz/Turning/Rotationist.html
Am closing in on the attire thing a wool Peruvian sock type cap I picked up years ago in Columbia, with light brown background, plenty of primary colors tufts and- ear flaps one black eye patch AND rimless wire glasses (if the eye patch things can work for Gilhoolie (sp?) why not for me?) one turned wooden bead braided into my beard. The bead will be changed weekly perhaps? gray Columbian wool ruana in winter, Oakland Raiders jersey in warmer months mid calf frayed Levi cut offs red knee socks Sorrel snow boots
For affectations - Hunter Thompsonesque cigarette holder - either Sherman or bidi cigarettes - possibly a red dot between the eyes - still cogitating on that one. Might not go over well with potential Indian (from India, not the ones a dumb Euro trash named because he thought he'd reached India. Good thing he wasn't heading for Turkey) - leather belt mounted scabbard for a big,wicked looking parting tool - shop ambiance sounds - Tuvan Throat Singer songs - two, three or even four simoultaneous voices from a single throat.
The turningss and titles are easy, the image, much more difficult.
Shawls Bayldon the Rotationiste formerly known as charlie b
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On Thu, 11 Aug 2005 23:58:33 -0700, the opaque charlie b

There ya go. Turn your misteaks[sic] into MONEY!

Off you're Lithium again, I see. <tsk tsk tsk>
So, what's this all about, anyway? Are you taking pot shots at a certain Vermontican shephard who made it big, or what? Where is this stuff coming from? ;)
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Please note Shawls' travels through Columbia. Maybe he licked a toad?
I'm enjoying his antics.
As a Kanuckistani with three thumbs, my tax dollars have supported an artist who dressed up a mannequin in slabs of beef at the National Gallery in Ottawa. (yeah, yeah, yeah...the cows were mad as hell..)
So..I'm just sitting back and waiting for Shawls to tackle a question mark...*G*
He could be turning a new leaf.
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Robatoy wrote:

snippage

Apparently you can't read latin (or read the fine print that's in english). Markus Inquisitus Erectus IS a question mark - just not hunched over as it is normally seen.

Hmmm- take an identifiable part of a leaf and spin it. Could the results source be recognizable? Interesting possibilities for a series.
As for where all this stuff comes from - start with sleep depravation, add 2 liters of a caffiene and sugar mix (Classic Coca Cola), the fumes of denatured alcohol evaporating from an open jar of shellac and a pack or two of "ultra light" cigs and things just start happening - around 1 or 2 in the morning.
As for the earlier reference to a trip to Columbia, I use to make and teach lost wax casting - mainly of jewelry. The National Bank of Columbia has a museum of the largest collection of pre-Columbian cast gold pieces in the world. On the way to visit my parents in what was the Panama Canal Zone I took a short trip down to Bogota to see the collection. My pass port therefore had stamps of me entering and leaving both Panama and Columbia.
Ten years later, I lost my wallet two days before a trip to Florida. Was able to get new credit card and a temporary drivers license that had my full name, DOB, color of eyes, color of hair etc. - but no picture. I took the passport along which had most of the same information AND a photograph of me just in case I got stopped while driving.
I'd rented a car in Panama City FLA, a four door sedan because that was the only car available, and was driving down the gulf coast side to Clear Water. Cresting a bridge at 55 mph - the last posted speed limit, I saw the 25 mph speed limit sign at the bottom of the bridge - perhaps a hundred yards away - AND the police car sitting just beyond the sign. Though I braked as hard as I could without locking up the brakes or dipping the nose of the car blatantly, I knew I was in for a speeding ticket.
The flashing red light and siren sounds behind me made me turn into the parking lot of a conveniently located 7-11, where I got out and slowly pulled my IDs from my back pocket.
While the officer was examining my IDs I asked if it was OK to go in an use the john and get a coke, cause I knew this was going to take a bit of time.
Leaving the store I saw the expression on the officer's face and his body language. I started ticking off what was probably going through his mind: - Long Haired Weirdo - California temporary driver's license - passport with entries for Panama AND Columbia - four door sedan rental - gulf coast highway rather than the much faster, straighter, wider interstate down the center of FLA
It came as no surprise when he asked "SO - what were you doing down in Panama AND Columbia?" And it wasn't a big surprise when, before I could answer he said "Mind if I search your car?"
Visions of iron bars and body cavity searches popped into my head but I stayed calm and started a long but logical and verifiable story. When I was done he believed that I was in fact not a drug runner. But he still wrote me up for doing 56 in a 25 mph zone.
The speeding fine in this little town was graduated, sort of like the income tax, $5 for the first ten miles over the posted speed limit, $6.50 for each of the next 10 mph, $7.50 for each of the next 10 mph and $10 for each additional overage. Conveniently, the "fine" came to exactly $200. I could pay cash and the matter would be closed, I'd get a receipt and be on my way. OR - I could wait three days and take it to court.
Fortunately, I had close to a grand in cash on me, which raised the cop's eyebrow a bit. But he got his cash and I got to continue on to Clearwater. Hell, I figured I'd gotten off free on the speeding speeding thing becasue the story of my "run in with The Law" was worth $200. Not as good as my 10 hours in the "protective custody" of the Panama Guardia Nacional. with a near miss of having my head shaved with a straigth razor, guns pointed at me, hours in The Carcel Modelo (The Model Prison which was only an example of a model prison if it was compared with Devil's Island) being interrogated (they apparently thought I was a Cuban revolutionary in Panama to lead the overthrow of the "elected" government).
But that's another story . . .
Chawls Bayldon The Rotationiste formerly known as charlie b
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wrote:
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Wow, even picking up on the left-wing, left-leaning, hate America attitude so prevalent in current artistes today also. You are definitely working on heading for the big time, eh.
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Mark & Juanita wrote:

Actually, I stole that one from a Native American comedian. He had a bit about their only White Man holiday they celebrated - Halloween. They'd all dress up like White Men and go up to houses yelling Trick or Treaty!
I added the Euro Trash
I'm not sure when The Right Wing changed the meaning of being critical of something that one believes is wrong to mean "hate" but if I encounter something I perceive/ believe to be wrong I'll criticise it - and do what I can to make it less wrong, if I can't make it right. The piece of paper I have that says I'm a citizen of The United States gives me the right to do that.
As for the America of "hate America", anyone born in The Americas, north, central and south, is an "American". We citizens of The United States of America often forget how exclusive we try to be and the affect that has on how people in the rest of the world see us, or more specifically our foreign policy.
We ain't perfect but we're working on it.
And as for heading for the big time - if that were the case I'd head for D.C. cause that's where the power and the big bucks really are.
Ain't no artist that ever started a war, redefined the Consumer Price Index, opened the U.S. Treasury to the Savings and Loan "industry", or developed a domestic AND foreign policy that keeps us dependent on oil - and foreign oil at that.
It's not Barbara Stteisand I'm worried about, it's Carl R and Donald R and the boys who are really affecting me and mine. Dunya's jsut along for the ride so I don't worry about him at all.

or quick!
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charlie b wrote:

want to talk about continents, ok. Then you say you are a North American, a European, an African etc. On that basis, born in South American makes one a South American, not an American. Who besides Europeans identify themselves by continent? Most people identify themselves by country, and the USA is the only country with America in the name.
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