Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
ENLIGHTMENT
After years of thinking about it in my mind (intellect) I connected the physical plane to the spiritual world when I reached the conclusion that
AN ORGASM IS A MOMENT OF PURE ENLIGHTMENT
At no time are you more focused, more here, now.
STARS
TWO PEOPLE IN THE NEWS
......lately who I have a connection with
DANNY BONADUCE
Recently got or will be getting married.
One summer I was doing qwick sketches on the boardwalk in
Ocean City, Maryland, when he came walking down the boards. I talked him into a drawing. I believe he gave it to one of the bar maids in the
"Dutch bar". A long skinny bar that is no longer there.
FAYE RESNICK
I didn't actually draw her. She was with Nicole Simpson when I drew her in a bar across the street from the Burbank Studios. She is the one who talked Nicole into it.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
REN
of the following award
Most delicate flower/beauty
Most expressive face
Most photogenic
Warmest smile
@
Capt Flash's inaugural opening at the
CHINA TOWN 'BLACK' GALLERY
Dec 11, 2010
REN
DEC 11, 10
AT LAST
Capt Flash
.....cracks into the big apple. After many years of trying I finally succeeded in showing in the
ART MARKET, NYC
About thirty people showed up. Most were from either fashion or finance.
Sales were modest.
The three P's. paintings, pastels
and photo's went. The large black and white prints from my first show in the city at ION gallery, the photos from
TAXI TIMES
were more popular than ever
YUKIKO KAWASE
.......was the only un-invited guest to show. She picked up a card left by my daughter, Sabrina in a gallery. She is from Paris and has a gallery there.
It is in the area known as Republique, the same area my daughter lived in.
Betcha' we hear from her again.
......there were babies
Tanama is the editor of an oo-line fashion magazine
Mz. Althea Leona Michals showed her appreciation for
culture by staying up way past her bedtime
The "Illuminatit got illuminated and a little
inebreated
Shown by Appointment only
contact;
1 (732) 614-7627
For location and time
Thursday, December 9, 2010
SHOW TIME
HEADS UP
.......faithful followers and other associated
low life.
This weekend is the show in the city (NYC)
Reception is:
12-11-10 108 Bowery 6 TO 9 pm
E-Mail: captflash-studio88@hotmail.com
1 (732) 614-7627
THIS IS A MUST ATTEND
EVENT
EGO'S
CAN I STAND IN YOUR LINE
AND PAY TRIBUTE TO YOUR
GREAT BEAUTY
AND FEED YOUR EGO
WITH MY
MONEY
TIME
AND
ENERGY
?
LUCKY ME
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
RECENT WORKS
KAMALA
......was a beautiful courtesan and lover to
SIDDHARTHA
and bore him a son
Siddhartha by Herman Hesse
Sunday, November 28, 2010
ARABELLA
The Story of
Queen Arabella
by
Capt Flash
Once upon a time there was a lovely queen who lived in a castle by the sea. The king had died and left her alone.
She developed a passion for the arts and began to paint. While sometimes she felt the need for companionship she lost herself in her work. She liked to sponsor artist and musicians and put on cultural festivals. She was well liked and very popular.
One night a horrific storm blew up and lasted for three days. She liked to watch the drama of the storm and was looking out her window when she thought she saw a flash of light way off in the distance. She didn't see it again so she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. Then she saw it again and realized there was a boat out there.
She went and got her telescope and as the boat drew near she could see that it was in trouble. The sails were torn and the sailor appeared to be tied on. As it approached her dock she went down to see if she could help.
When it got close she could see the sailor. He was in bad shape. He had a beard. His hair was matted and only had a pair of shorts on. He was thin and emaciated. The boat and him were crusted with salt. When they made eye contact she was frightened. She didn't know what it was. It was like looking into the eyes of a wild animal. It was the ten mile stare but nobody was home.
He was a human who needed help, so she helped him tie up but was un-able to make eye contact again. He said he had lost his food and water and had not eaten for three days.She invited him in for a meal and made sure other people were near by....just in case.
Even tho he was quite thin he hardly ate anything but did drink two glasses of red wine. When he was done he said thank you and went to sleep on his boat. When she awoke in the morning he was gone. She thought of him from time to time and wondered where he was at and what it was like out there, wandering around the ocean alone.
A year passed and he became a faded memory. Another storm blew up. Lo and behold in the middle of it a boat appeared on the horizon. Slowly it approached the dock. She went down to help again. This time she noticed the boat was named Arabella.
When they were eating she asked him if he didn't get lonely. He said what he use to call loneliness he now called solitude.
She inqured about the name of the boat. He shrugged it off as coincidence. Then he noticed her easel in the corner and said he painted and asked her if she would model for him. She said she would not take her clothes off. He said O.K. he just wanted to do a portrait.
It took about an hour. When it was done he said good night and went to the boat. When she looked at the portrait the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She had never seen such a magical, mystical portrait. The eyes were wild with desire. She resolved to talk to him about it in the morning
but the boat was gone.
She thought of him often. Then the dreams started. Sometimes they would be in a storm on the boat. Other times they would make love in her bed but she would be disappointed when she woke in the morning and the bed was empty.
She decided to have an affair. He was young and handsome and had a lotta' money. Trouble was he was vain and his conversation was un-fullfilling.
Another horrific storm blew up and lasted three days. She watched and watched but there was no sign of him. When it passed the weather turned gorgeous. The wind was warm and balmy. She liked to go out on the balcony and watch the sun go down. She wore a thin night gown that she could leave open because she like to feel the soft, gentle winds caressing her breast. When she touched one of her nipples she was amused at how quickly it became hard.
......it was at that moment she noticed a flash of light on the horizon.
It was difficult to see because it was coming out of the direction of the setting sun. When she saw it again she got her telescope. She could make out a small sail boat. When it drew near she recognized the Arabella. It would be dark by the time it reached her so she went and lit the lites on the dock.
She helped him tie up at the dock. She noticed he seemed a little different this time. He was a little softer. There was the usual dinner and two glasses of red wine on the balcony then he went to sleep on the boat. In the morning she didn't want to get out of bed because she didn't want to see the empty dock.
Another storm had kicked up during the night. When she went to look at the dock, the boat was still there. He was walking up and down the dock. He'd stop and stare out over the water, then un-tie the boat, then tie it back up. Finally after a couple of hours he came inside and asked if he could spend one more night.
That night it was dinner and red wine. After dinner he asked to paint her again. This time she took her clothes off. When the picture was done they got into bed and made deep, passionate love. It was like making love to a wild wind.
When the morning came the storm was still raging and her bed was empty. Her heart was broken. She lay there envisioning the disappointment of the empty dock. When she finally summoned the courage to look she was suprised to see the boat was still there. He was standng on the end of the dock stareing out to sea. He stood there a long time then went back inside and apologized and asked if he could stay another night.
........he never left
They fit together like hand and glove. They enjoyed each others company immensely. They would go sailing, for long walks on the beach, but what they enjoyed most was sitting on the balcony and watching the sun set over the ocean.
One evening after a spectacular sunset they enjoyed a good meal then went to bed and made intensely passionate love.
They came together.
As they lay in each others arms, savoring the after glow she asked him....
....where did you come from ?
There was a long pregnant pause (pardon the pun). Slowly he began to speak. I was an abused child. As I grew up, to cope with it I started painting. I was talented and became very good, very quickly.
Instead of providing answers it posed more questions. Someone told me of a wise man who lived on a mountain by the sea. If anyone had some answers, he did.
So I went to see him. The mountain was very steep. It was a long, difficult climb. When I found him I told him I wanted to know the truth.
......he pointed out over the ocean and said, "The truth is out there".
I went back down the mountain and stood on the shore. As I stood there looking out over the ocean a sail boat passed by. I thought, thats what I need. I went to a nearby town and got a job. I worked until I had enough money for a boat.
I went to a boat yard. Sitting in a corner was the Arabella. As soon as I laid eyes on her I knew she was the one. I got some supplies together and set sail.
I went out onto the ocean and sailed back and forth, back and forth. Needless to say when you stay out on the ocean for a long time, eventually you run into storms.
A particulary vicous storm blew up and kicked my ass. Blew out my sails and I lost my food and water. I was a little delireous. I didn't actually land at your dock, I crashed into it. I hope I didn't frighten you.
From time to time I would think of you. Then another storm blew me your way again. I thought you were nice and did enjoy the visit.
Eventually I returned to the guy on the mountain. I told him
....ya' know, there's nothing out there.
He said....that's the truth.
I left there and set sail. I didn't know what to think. I wasn't going anywhere, just going.
The wind blew me to you.
They kissed and went to sleep.
They had a garden they loved to work in. One particulary warm summer day the site of sweat glistening on her breast as she breathed in and out distracted him.
They came together in the berry patch. There were juice stains all over her clothes. Her first name was Jenn so from then on he called her, "Juicey Jenn" instead of Queen Arabella
When the sun began to set they finished and returned to the castle. As they came around a corner she noticed some stones had fallen out of the wall.
She said, ...oh look!
The castle is starting to crumble.
He said, ".....why don't you fix it?"
It wasn't long after that she woke up one
morning and her bed was empty.
There was a note on his pillow.....
...it sed; ...gone sailing
Luv...the Capt
She rushed to the balcony and looked at
the dock.
...the boat was gone.
She looked into the rising sun and saw a flash of light.
that was it, he was gone.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
HOT SAND
HOT SAND
How hot is the sand? Don't know. But what I do
know it's a glass blowing studio on the Asbury Park
boardwalk
......just beautiful color
HOT SAND
Paul Elyseev
1200 Ocean Ave. #501 Asbury Park Boardwalk
Asbury Park, NJ 07712
1(732) 927-5475
Monday, November 22, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
FROGS
Once upon a time there was a well frog
who lived in a very deep well
One day it was sitting on the side of it's well when another
frog came along.
The well frog asked where it had come from. It said the ocean.
How deep is it he asked. Is it half as deep as my well?
No deeper than that. Maybe three quarters deep as my well?
No deeper than that.
The well frog had to see this so they hopped off together
to the ocean.
When the well frog saw the ocean
it exploded
Friday, November 19, 2010
GOOD NEWS
GOOD NEWS
A carefull re-reading of the
TEN COMMANDMENTS
reveals that there is none that sez:
THOU SHALL NOT DO DRUGS
DRUGS are O.K. with God
Monday, November 8, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
AWARD
IMPLICIT IMPLICATIONS
Picks up another
HONORABLE MENTION
The first HM was
MyArtContest.com
(on-line)
....and the second one
Art Alliance
of
Monmouth County
The award will be presented at a reception
Sat. Nov. 6
from 6/9 PM
33 Monmouth St
Red Bank, NJ
Awards will be presented
@ 730 PM
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
ORGANIZATION
ONE DAY JESUS AND THE DEVIL
WERE WALKING DOWN A ROAD
JESUS SAW SOMETHING
BLUE AND SHINEY
LAYING IN THE DUST
HE PICKED IT UP
THE DEVIL SAID
WHAT'S THAT ?
JESUS SAID,
IT'S THE TRUTH
THE DEVIL SAID,
HERE, LET ME
ORGANIZE
IT
TRUTH
THE BLUE FLAME OF TRUTH
The bible sez: Less ye be born again you can't
enter the kingdom of heaven
Ever watch a moth fluttering around a flame. The moth is mezmerized and pulled to it. But if it gets to close.....
Then maybe one time it gets to close and singes a wing.
Suddenly it has a choice, to fall to the ground and die
without succeeding
...or
to plunge into the flame and suceed by dieing
Trouble is. dieing ain't easy
X-WIFE
My x-wife had no understanding at all
I told her,
"Honey, those young girls are just for sex,
"Honey, those young girls are just for sex,
it's you I love".
.......talk about being shallow
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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