CAPT FLASH

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


WINNER
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

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

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.



CAPT FLASH


........LAST MOVIE


NEW



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





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

consume

BUY SOMETHING

IT'S GOOD FOR
THE
ECONOMY

BAD
FOR THE
ENVIROMENT

Friday, November 5, 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

REALITY

MAKE-UP SHOULD
BE OUTLAWED
AS
DECEPTIVE
 ADVERTISING


Sunday, October 31, 2010

ALCOHOL


KNOW WHY GOD INVENTED
ALCOHOL

SO

UGLY PEOPLE WOULD
HAVE A CHANCE AT

SEX

Friday, October 29, 2010

HER

SHE SAID SHE WAS
NO GOOD

I SAID
YOUR WRONG

SHE WAS
RIGHT

YOU

WHEN I FIRST MET YOU
I DIDN'T LIKE YOU

THEN

I GOT TO KNOW YOU

NOW I'M SURE OF IT

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

DRUGS

DRUGS

I had to give up drugs
The other day I looked in the mirror

All I saw was snow flakes

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,
 it's you I love".

.......talk about being shallow