not 'if' but when you die.....

recently met with a lawyer....about some stuff.....and he recommended a will because if i kicked the bucket, blah blah blah.....

but what struck me the most about what he said, was not, 'if' you die.......but 'WHEN" you die.....

what will we see when we die?????

each trip is so personal.......each death shall be equally the same.......what will happen??? what will we see???

i mean think about it......everyone you know will die, you will die, i will die......

so, if this is all we got, why not make the most of it????!!!!!!

kinda liberating.....isn't it????

cheers,


chrisbose.

new stuff......

i'm working on new stuff, this time with paint......i've got a show in a few days and will be doing some spray bombing the next couple days on 3 large slabs of wood......

also, i'm bored an will be getting into tattooing, so if you want to shed some blood, feel free to contact me......

what else? well, i've sorta been dragging my heels on this project, but figure i've done a hundred pieces of art since early december, so, if things get a little slow now and then, it's to be expected, but i'm still give'ner and am newly inspired by some interesting things....

for some reason, i've been pretty fortunate and will have done three exhibitions since the first week of february......so i'm a little tired, but art isn't work, it's life......

sweet dreams......

cb

birthday.

today is my birthday.

i never thought i'd live this long.
all the miles of road, hard living, and other assorted madness haven't totally taken their total, so i figure another ten or twenty shouldn't hurt! plus, now there is so much fun to have and things to do!!!

here's two fingers crossed!

thanks for visiting........

working on a deck of cards......

since religion is big business, i figured i'd make a religious deck of cards......here is my card to pull on you..........

lard's prayer

avante garde ndn's

here's a pic with randall eustache]

we collaborated on a film project together and then projected it on the wall of the kamloops daily news........]]]]

bringing the residential school back to the kamloops community......

tranquille creek.........

an old house.

entitlement

actually, i meant to call that last picture, 'entitlement is destroying the world'

or

'how quickly we feel the world owes us something'

or something like that....

blame kanata!

book deal.

oh yeah, i got a book deal

so, fall 2009 i'll have a book of poetry coming out, hopefully with some of these images from the blog and maybe a dvd of some movies........we'll see, if not, i'm sure more insane things are going to happen the next few months.......

i'm pretty damn stoked!!

kanata

this was the first thing i've done in a few days, i've been working on a couple film projects, so i've been preoccupied.......i don't really like this one, basically, the faces in the image are from the kamloops residential school....some archival photo i found online somewhere.....

i'm gonna do some more art now. and keep this baby rolling along........

reasons.

time.

it is so precious. there so many ways to look at time. on wednesday at work, all you can think of is friday. on sunday, all you can think that the next morning it will be monday.

when i was recently in vancouver, people said they didn't measure anything in distance, it was measured in time. as in, 'how long it takes to get there' even though it's only a few kilmetres, that could take some time.

my son says he's five and a half. my daughter nearly 13.

i grew up in a twisted time, with a mother who didn't know how to be a mother, without a father. so, now i play catch up, racing against time to be a better father.

all the while trying to decide upon a career in nanoseconds because time is money. i have many mouths to feed, things to do, debt to confront and repay. it is nearly insurmountable, yet each morning i get up and know i must move ahead. time is passing. fleeting. laughing.

time.

i look back on time and remember many good memories. i think about the future and know i'm running down the clock just like everyone else.

as i've said before, often, it feels like i've just woken up from a coma, and then plunked down in front of some kind of machine that blasts tons of information into me so i can catch up.

time.

image and power

an immaculate conception of jesus coyote......

this frozen land

while waiting for the bus today i saw someone had taped a copy of the canadian charter of rights and freedoms to the bus stop shelter......they even highlighted some things they thought important......for us to know.........

so, i too felt this urge to dash down a sentence to match the one my people serve.......we are under the indian act, which overrides the canadian charter of rights and freedoms......and canada is one of the small group of countries to still deny it's native peoples the same sort of rights and freedoms acknowledged by united nations and amnesty international.........

nice.

one long sentence for my people no matter how you look at it........

big trouble in little rez.........oh oh, here we go again!!!!!

life and death find a way, or death is creative......

alive

my birthday is on the 27th of this month......a milestone because i never thought i'd live this long.

i've had an insane life, for a pauper, so to think i'm getting to be a bit of a geezer is pretty funny and amazing.

all anyone can hope to do is make a difference, or, at least get to that stage in life.

thanks for tuning into the gongshow that is my life.

all the bets.

chrisbose.
ps: i meant all the bets.....

bleeding heart denial

the machines of industry are built upon manufactured lies......

reworkings

i'm on the road and tired. i thought i'd get way more done but life is hectic and you don't get as much done as you'd think just 'cause your alone.