If the sign is out I’m lettin’ people in. I guess I will be
open for visitors. I even made a sign…no expense spared at this den of iniquity. Let me know if you are headed up this way and
I’ll let you know definitively whether I’ll be there or not. Maybe
I’ll even have normal hours at some point but for now I’m here at noon ‘til
whenever. Unless I’m on the bike and then , well, I don’t know…depends on the
size of the bug that crawls up my ass.
I figure
what the fuck. I’m goin’ to be locked down in the studio for the next few
months and I don’t get out much, so why not invite some of you fuckers in to see
what’s shakin’. It ain’t no sales pitch, or marketing strategy, I just got me a
place to go nuts and it would be cool to have people ridin’ up to see some of
these paintings in real life instead of just photos on the inter-web…it’s just
not the same baby.
The riding
up here is perfect and the roads are just curvy fuckin’ perfectly paved gashes
cuttin’ through the forests and spanning vistas.Theres a couple of bars in town and even a Strip Club with a cow mounted on the top just across the street-ish (a must see). Bring your camping gear or
just ski-daddle back to the valley when you’re done. It’s only 78 miles from
Phoenix for fucks sake. Got something better to do? That alone is a reason to
c’mon up.
Leave your
stupid fuckin’ problems somewhere on the road ‘cause I don’t want ‘em
here. Let’s see how this works out. If
it all shits the bed I can always go back to being a shut in. The weather is perfect
( high 70’s to low 80’s) so there ain’t no better time than now. Get on your
sleds and take a scrape up to the pines, unless you got a thing for stop
lights. “GTP”
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