
ALOHA FROM PAHOA, HAWAII
It is another fine day here on the Big Island. Just finished working on my studio here. Besides creating my digital art pieces, I build my own homes. I think this is probably my last. I did a lot of thinking about this one. It is smaller then the past projects. Less is more for me now. I really dig architecture. Art is art after all, and I am an artist. Right now I am listening to my collection of early Rock N Roll, the era that I sprung from. For me it started with Elvis, The accapella groups of the East Coast, and the gospel that played on my transistor radio, hidden under my pillow on those late Sunday nights. We were tat generation that wandered off int uncharted waters. White kids turning on their soul. The sounds were great. The beat made you wanna dance. And dance we did. Still do love dancing. For me that also is art. Passionate art, designed for lovers. As the fifties became the sixties, I grew my hair. In fact seeking a job that would allow for flamboyance, I chose hair styling as an avenue where I could create. Sassoon arrived on that scene and that is where I played.It was the English beat riding the wave of upscale Madison Avenue. It was and remains art. We were the rock stars of the hair world. Colored leather pants.high heeled boots, crushed velvet jackets, hand embroidery on the back,silk tee shirts. All those beautiful women. My dream was a reality. Strutting by day, throwing great , precise geometric sculptures onto the runways or into the limousines. The music played and I rocked. The partying after the work day was even more outrageous. We were playing with the artists musicians, the freewheeling druggies. All sorts of experimentation was here, there, and everywhere. Jumping in was fine with me. So the piece you see above is a representation of that spirit. Aloha for today.......peace.