"15 Skulls" - part14

Funny, I do not recall ordering the cleavers but at least there is no mystery about them. I saw them being delivered by the girl I went to the prom with.
Oh, there is a note attached. "Being overly clever gets you nothing, but cleavers."
I am baffled, and flummoxed. I cannot think of one more clever thing to say, so I guess this is the end.

"15 Skulls" part 13

Having dragged this whole strange affair out making this whole day seem like some two week long odd misadventure, when truthfully I may be went 50 feet with in my small neighborhood making this a very small 'hood. Two Movie theatres, one ice skating rink and a butcher shop, all in a 50 foot radius. Moreover, this is not supposed to be about 50 feet, or as Holmes said, "Afoot" but 15 painted skulls.

This girl (above) has nothing to do with anything that happened before, I just happened to see her putting something at my backdoor as I went into the kitchen to get my long-awaited coffee ice cream.
They looked like fifteen brightly colored meat cleavers.
...It looks like I will never crack this case.

"15 Skulls" - part 12

Having narrowly avoided Tran's even tempered manner and logic, and totally forgotten why I ever thought Marvin could help. He wore his cleats everywhere, and that played havok on the natural wood parquet floors of my mansion, I went to my mansion.
I found a chainsaw.

That is all.
Why does finding a chainsaw HAVE to be a big deal? There are enough of them around, I am sure everyone has found a chainsaw at sometime in their life. It is not like they are going extinct.
Anyway, if you recall... it would have been helpful in use of tree removal but now that is a moot point.

"15 Skulls" - Day 11

Tran Oozing met me out front, he told me to go home. It made no sense but so far it was the least bizarre thing that had happened all day.
So I ignored him.

He seemed fine with that.
Having no recourse, I decided to go home.
Let me explain myself, there was nothing funny about Tran and my curiosity was not piqued. That is the only explanation I can offer but things were getting neck deep and I did not want to get involved in Tran's non-funny business.
I had a job to do and there was definitely funny business going on, so I had no time to take on Tran's business and double my workload.
If I was a franchise, I'd just give him our 1-800 number but I could not.

Tran did not get my number that day, but I think you now know why as I just explained it in the last sentence. You were paying attention, weren't you? Because I certainly am not getting paid for all this.
Maybe I should have taken Tran and his business, as non-funny as it was. He might have paid me.
I am going home, in case you forgot.

"15 Skulls" - Day 10

I took my stuff in my duff and went to the Drippy Film Theatre, luckily it was not far.

The Drippy Film did not have a lot of patrons, I was never sure as to why but as a detective I thought the name might be the answer. I suggested they change the name to the Oozing Film Theatre but they said they would not change a thing, that Drippy was a family name and Oozing was a competitor of theirs and they did not want a bunch of confusion.
Their logic was sound.
Marvin was not there. I was going to have to see Oozing establishment and see if Marvin was there. Maybe see what their films looked like, too, but it did not seem like Oozing's would be too clear. They showed foreign art films that tended to be surrealistic and meandering in nature.
Like I said, 'not too clear' and I liked a strong narrative.

"15 skulls" - Day 9

Marvin was a player, a player of football. And, since he insisted on wearing his cleats everywhere he went, there was no chance of him being at the ice rink out on the ice. I don't know why I went there to find him really.
Marvin would be at the movies, I don't know why I thought that but it seemed now in retrospect a better place to look for Marvin and maybe I could lose the chick caterwauling about paint on her in the dark theatre. I really did not have a clue, but I did have 15 skulls (assorted colors) that were weighing on me.
I shifted the bag of them to my other shoulder. That seemed to help.

15 skulls - day 8, a day somewhere in the reverse to Friday in some sense.

The Meat-hook was a particular place, not many places allow you to skate around on thin ice with cold cuts and slabs of pork, chicken, or beef. A few but not many and we were all probably pretty thankful for those few that did.

I strapped on my blades, put the toy skulls in a sack, hit the ice, and went to see a man named Marvin. But before I got a chance to see him, the management told me to put on some ice skates. The butcher knives I had just bought were not accepted as outerwear. Sure, bring your meat but leave your cutlery at home. I smelled bigotry but it could have been pastrami. Whatever it was, it made me hungry to see Marvin.

15 skulls - day 7, the day after the day before Friday

His wife's name was Victoria but everyone called her, "Cherry." Everyone but me as I was always out of the loop, and no, the loop was not a place like the Meatgrinder (the corner butchershop next door to the ice skating rink that was named the "Meat-hook").

He (the man in the hockey mask) thanked me for doing most of the things he requested and explained that he was just joking around about the cherry tree and shaving his wife. I failed to correct him that I had done everything he asked and assumed that one way or another when he got home he'd find out. I forgot to ask him for reimbursement for the tree I bought and planted in his yard, then cut down. Shaving his wife did not solve my problem with the 15 skulls dropped on my doorstep, but it went a long ways.

Her sideburns/"mutton chops" were absolutely freaking me out.

15 skulls - day 6

It was odd. Chopping down cherry trees seemed to have gone out of style, I tell you no lies.
It seemed a lot of work, especially to ask someone to do if you were going out of town. Moreover so when you did not even have a cherry tree to be found on your property. Some people just really don't like cherries I was to find out.

15 skulls - day 5

Being in a butchershop, I do not know why it would shock me to see a guy wearing a hockey mask in there. It was right next to a ice rink, and often you'd see blood on the ice in there next door. People kept dropping their prime rib and steaks when skating. The lockers were broken, so people always went skating with their meat.

I was just shocked to see him.
I thought he was out of town. Why had he asked me to pick up his mail, water his plants, feed his dog, paint his fence, and chop down his cherry tree? Not to mention shave his wife?

15 skulls - day 4

I was being put through the Meatgrinder; my expected or at least anticipated meal of coffee ice cream interrupted, fifteen toy skulls ornate and still a bit tacky even without the semi-wet paint covering them, a girl I could have loved if she would just get off my shadow following me around like a paint-splattered siren (the ambulance kind, not the sea ship wrecking kind), and my favorite knife from the 99 cent store, ruined. I did not know where I would go to replace it.

The Meatgrinder was a small butcher shop on the corner, maybe I could replace the knife there.

15 skulls - day 3

With 15 toy skulls painted all the colors of the rainbow, a screaming mimi, and a dull knife due to its apparent use to open fifteen paint cans, I had a lot of things that went together and I wished they had not gotten together at my place.
All I needed was a motive, a crime, and a paying customer and the way things were flying around today I was not sure it was going to end being paid by a knife in the back, the crime being the girl would not shut up about some spilled paint, and no motive as there did not seem to be any purpose as yet this day.

Oona Hart

I'd like to know what happened to Oona Hart, why her last movie was 2002. Where has she gone, what has she been doing since then?
Anyone knows, pass it along.
Much appreciated.

15 skulls -day 2

Early morning ice cream was soon to be a thing of forgotten things to be done this day, or in shortened phrase, not checked off my to-do list, with the shriek heralding a E.T.A. soon (or ASAP) of a female (or "dame" as we call it in the shamus biz) with something to shout about.
"There is paint everywhere! Everywhere!"

Then, things got a bit colorful and I am not talking about her language.

The 15 Multi-colored Skulls of the day before Friday

Sometimes mysteries start in the oddest of ways, this day's... The day before friday began with the introduction of fifteen bizarre skulls colored all the colors of the rainbow to my life and I had not even had ice cream yet. The weird had just become bizarre but as Sherlock is said to say to Holmes, "The game is afoot" or a skull, in my case.

"Kid" O.

He is not a geek. See, he has a mohawk. He is contemporary, he is pretty fly for a... Ostrich.

bare-bones balls & base

I am really... This is a base sketch composition for a potential project. First as inked work and then when the kinks get worked out, a oil paint or series of abstract oil paintings. I promised someone an oil painting nearly ten years ago and I have not done any oil paintings in ten years so this person has first pick (if I ever translate it to oil). These are just the first sketches, and not really what I was envisioning when I started but I guess since I am seeing it in my head in full depth and color instead of flat lines, it is going to seem a little bare and stark.

Blank Monitor Monday, tradition ensues

Sorry, my ex-in-laws were in town to see my son after 3 years of not seeing him, so I did not sit down to create anything or work to finish other things. I have "loads" of new ideas that came to me though, so when I have free time (between watching two hours of TV [PRISON BREAK, and TERMINATOR] and dealing with a small child that wants me to build a 1,326 piece Lego spaceship for him that his grandparents bought for him, I should scrape something together... I hope.

An Alaskan's Opinion

I'm sure by now you know more about our Alaskan VP candidate than you want to, but here is some good info from someone who lived in her town for a very long time.

http://www.snopes.com/politics/soapbox/kilkenny.asp

Mostly background information that shows something into her character - not much - but some.

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best line I heard today:
“Jesus was a Community Organizer, and Pontius Pilate was a Governor.”

This will only make sense if you watched the Republican Convention when Sarah Palin was introduced to an unknowing world and sneered at Obama as being only an "organizer".

I do not know how the above would cleverly tie into the reported threat of Palin's being faced with a recall vote on her mayorship until an administrator was hired to help her be mayor and run her city for her. Sorry, guess she is just not an organizer and figures figureheads hire organizers to do the work for them.

more bomb, more

unfinished, I was just running out of time so I am posting this. If this site goes slower than anew artpost a day, it will explode. Which would be good I guess if this site "exploded", you know, went big and even more global... If do NOT post once a day, this site will NOT explode. That makes more sense.
Thank you global audience.

Just scrambling for filler. Two sticks of dynamite, who knows whom could be impressed by that, get more bang for your buck?

in-progress - Coils - 37.5%

This sketch is 37.5% done. Hopefully when I get to the last 50%, I'll find out is the $30 pens are worth it.
-You ever get to working, and get into this "Zone" where you are just really doing good and feel right? You don't get that when you have a five year old interupting you every 5 minutes. You almost get there, then, "Dad! Look!"

sorry, blank monitor day

It was a rough weekend, it was not pleasant and I am totally unprepared for posting here. I am still in a state of shock, and suffering nightmares and sleeplessness.
Thank you for your patrontage, please come again.

In-Progress - Coils - 25% done

There is a a better name for this as it is just a page in my sketch book, and not a... Whatever the opposing thing is that is not just a page in my sketch book, but I cannot think of it right now. This "color study" is 25% done, and from that a more serious project will hatch. Like the kind that could be hung on a wall.
I really wish my digital camera was not having a disagreement with all CPUs I have access to, it would be nice to put larger stuff I cannot fit on a scanner bed up here.
My son was teaching himself Photoshop this evening, tools and layers.
...
It came to me that I know at least two firefighters. One jumped out of helicoptors as a Smokejumper and I went to the prom with her way before that, and the other is just your regular run-of-the mill hero house fire and people rescuing firefighter (actually he is a chief, or some big authority figure now. Kind of like a king, maybe).
I was thinking about one of my ideas, "The Very Last Moment" and it made me think of them.