this performance was so dry and formal that when she did her encores and really
went crazy (for her i guess) it was the only time the her voice or music had 
movement or conveyed some form of life or something. even when she hits a note
hard and with a lot of energy it comes off weak beacuse of that opera waving
falsetto. like she imitating a toy doll singing. it sounds too fake to be real.

but if ya talk about hitting a demographic that would appear my type, you talking 
about her. 36 years old, brown-skinned, right mix of black and white facial 
stucture and features (forhead, cheekbones, lips, eyes and mouth were almost 
what i would call a perfect combination of the best features from those 2 races),
she had body (booty, maybe too much), she had that white girl straight look but
with thick- just nappy enough to make it thick black girl type hair. on a flyer is a 
picture of her laid-out and she even got the right legs and feet. arms were more
black and her walk and attitude were definitely more black. she had a walk that
looked like she lifted weights- shoulders thrown back, strong.

anywayz, i was on the 2nd tier!!! it been years since ive been this far from the stage,
i didnt even know these levels existed. got my ticket thru ticketclub so i cant 
complain. kinda enjoyed being back up and away looking on the orchestra
section where i usually am. but i had a direct view and the acoustics are top notch.
the ushers tell me tier 3 i best for music. as i think about it, maybe they way and
angle its jets out towards the stage may make that true.

the most signifigant thing that happened is this maybe my first time ever identifying 
with russian male. everybody knows of my passion for russian female, but i never 
have really gotten close enough to understand the male. there were things in this 
exhibit created by russian male that showed a common consciousness ive never
seen in him before. it was cool.

i was totally all alone, completely empty gallery. able to stretch and vibe and deep
think while being stumulated by the works in the gallery. i was literally stretched
and danced in the vibe around me. they had a life size stuffed
polar bear which had to be about 8 feet tall and was very impressive. i walked up
to the polar bear from siberia, looked up at him and said "i can see why they would
call you a god"

cool to vibe the total rooms art work undisturbed. to be surrounded by these bright 
abstartct prints from up to 50 feet away. lots of deep reds and blues.

i love vegas. i love walking right down the middle of the hottest aisles at a pace just
slow and fast enough to grab everybodys attention. i am looking back eye to eye at
everyone. i hit the pit bosses and suits eye to eye. all the girls, the women, the wives
and the husbands. a walk of complete and relaxed confidence. slight smile non 
threatening with a very strong deep confidence. so deep its evident there is no
threat.

i walk through monte carlo, grab a diet coke and get outside to the stautes. 
i so love female. i am driven to do this. its a cool crisp night. lots of different colors
of light. flashing vegas. continous sound of flowing water foutain behind me
huge gorgeous statues. female in flight, female in motion. i could sit for hours and do
this. dont have time or stamina for great detail tonite. feet, legs, hair. on pedastal and 
spotlit. 1am, clipboard, pencil, diet coke...

after chilling out there for about an hour or so im strolling back thru the casino to my
car when i hear a beat. mid-tempo rap type beat. i investigated. it was like 2am, im 
tired, dude said $10 and there is only about an hour left. the music was good though, 
i was going. monte carlo pub & brewery. lots of white girls, mostly 26-30. hispanic
sexy girls. (dont remember any black girls now that i think about it). just like at the
steeler-game, the music was softened hardcore rap with a simple bassy tight groove.
i was too tired to stand up so i chair danced. i sat in my chair and laughed to myself
as i really question could i dance standing up. my legs were beat. it was cooool.
to be worn out from the stimulation from of being close to things that you love.
i did get up and groove a bit, i even showed off a bit...

the "one minute of your time" exhibit was cool cause they had samples of many 
different types of styles and had handout with a brief description of each. about 20 
styles from early california to neoconceptualism, it was cool and informative.

the paintings were good. oil and canvas and some good watercolors by marion 
wachtel. the museum is on the 12th floor of an office building no straight and clean
you cant eat in it (and feel funny doing so). the view of orange county was good but
it was strange viewing art in an office type setting

like a shark can tell by movement in the water when another fish is hurt, the 
movements often were like the person was hurt or in pain. the moves violent, 
sad, showed anguish, pain, despersation and dysfunction. it showed blind
regiment and routine.

the performers had the physical ability of dancers so they could do the jerky
emotional movements well. show violent anger.

dealt with spousal abuse, rape, sex.perversion

the setting was th huge housing projects in berlin and how all the aprtments were
the same and the couch would be in the same place but the people were very
different. the settings the same in many of the thousands of apartments but the lives
were vastly different. the show started and ended with a violent scream
 

the girls were deliberately dressed to expose their panties. i believe it was meant to
touch the little nasty schoolboy in me and it did. there was a pure lust scene where 
the girls were bent over with their head and two feet as legs of a tripod. the girls 
vagina (under the panties) was facing directly at the audience. they did synchronized
movements in this position with their head, shoulders and arms. the movements were
meant to be perverse and show a despair cause of stagnation, routine.

my favorite girl started in panties and a tight tank top, like she was dressed for bed. 
beautiful bare feet, strong goregous legs, nipples thru her shirt. it was distracting at
first she was so attractive...white girl or itallian, not skinny very well proportioned.

show was an hour no intermission, very very very stimulating, intense.
i sat 6th row far right. many times i was still digesting what i had just seen during 
the applaud breaks so i just sat there kinda numb.

very very very very creative and innovative
people walking on walls, very clever use of props, use of a board
use of audio and video

use of broken music. hard non rhythms with hard jerky body movements

disturbing but very stimulating

ticketclub: half price mezzaine (was 49.50 for seat only at boxoffice, i paid 30.50 
including service charges). first row balcony center. i was high up and directly in front
of the stage. directly in front of me was a 3 foot high balcony wall, i had legroom.
under me was the orchestra and leaning towards the wall i overlooked all the beautiful
female in orchestra seating. 

my angle of view of  the stage was like i was watching as a supernatural being. as if i 
was looking down and into on the lives of these people. i was centered and elevated
so the stage compeletly filled my view. i could VERY comfortably see the entire 
production.

walking out of the parking garage i look up and see 3 beautiful orange lit foutains,
a skyscraper and the very very bright planet venus. (goddess of love). then im 
readng the playbill and i notice romeo is black. this really hit home this day.

this was a production by well trained & experienced actors who seemed to take their
parts very seriously. there were recognizable tv actors (fresh prince dad and family 
ties dad) and i got a sense that the words to this play and the parts in it are commonly
known to actors who came up through the system. or something...like they took deep
pride in their parts no matter what it was.

lots of talk of dicks as swords and fallic symbols
brothers as montagues, the fair juliet
romeo and his boys were playful, fun loving teenage boys

juliet red hair, very fair, soft prettty white bare  feet

you got a sense of what was funny in those days
you could see basic human social interaction is still roughly the same
boys will be boys type stuff

juliet's father was physical with her, 
he grabbed her hair and threw her around when she defied him.

my favorites in this show was the black male. it was good to see strong, healthy,
viral male acted out. the male walked boldly with swords and spoke of their cocks
often. it was pure male. to see the male bonding of the gang as it was 500 years ago.
the strength of their togetherness. 

so the greatest love story ever told is about a brother and a white girl?

the evening basically was anti-climatic for me. it was a very special and romantic
day cause it was the birthday of the girl who took me the highest. looking back
i believe it was with her help that i came so close to pure love that it changed me
forever. i will never forget it, it was like my sense of time was shifted. that love has
evolved into something much broader and encompassing. but it was that intial 
experience of a love so pure that made me realize a feeling that good exists. 
and that changed me forever. 

i created art that was inspired by that love and all things that day were for her.
 

opening performance for that theatre 

very very diverse
black male dancing with white female in a nvery symbolic show 
black male and older white male dancing together seemed very strange

older white male did not look like "dancing" type
not the type pf person to make smooth graceful dance movements

to see older white male and black male dance a close synchronized
ballet type dance. embracing and lifting each other very closely
and personally. 

to see stereotypical older white female (liz l) lie down on
the railing while delivering a lighthearted but very serious monologue.

to see older (50sumn) japanese female singing and dancing
to a modern funky spiritual vibe and beat

broke many stereotypical "lines"
asain influence, sponsor
almost anti christian

intense, maybe too long

everyone was barefoot
very diverse but mostly white female, all black female was over 50 yrs old
two brothas were the male leads, they were good

this show was "way out there" even for me
and it was intense movement, message and music
the diversity was so deep it was shocking 
(even to me "mr everybody&everything)
 

the exhibition is in two big sectioned off rooms and is relatively small but has a lot of
cool stuff. they had some of gallieo's (they have others, but gallieo is my man) original
work and manuscripts. did the whole exhibit in less than an hour.

i also realized that i do much better when going to museums and stuff alone. i can open
up and be more sensitive to the work im experienceing if my sister wasnt there. im 
telling ya, there is something very strong,  instinctive and weird within the relationships i 
have with my immediate family. not so much with my kids, but with mom, dad and sis.
something deeply rooted that skews my perception and reactions kinda...

coming here on a saturday with other visitors also felt weird. i am use to being alone
with the information and displays in these museums. other people walking around
distracted me. call me spoiled...

gift shop had really good books & novelties and semi-serious science stuff on einstein, 
universe astronomy, etc.  playing was a video of a program about einstein (i think i saw 
before) and it was the part about how he didn't like the family life. how his time in 
prague living with his wife and kids he felt like he was in prison, suffocated. the
commentator said that einstein felt that (and im paraphrasing a bit) living with a 
family and then doing serious scientific research and deep thinking was like playing 
the violin after us working with a hammer. your mind isnt in the right frame needed for 
deep thought. i had said something like this in my dailys. it was kinda funny cause i had 
just been on the cell phone with my daughter for 30 minutes as we rode to the library...
no doubt i love my children, but i love the freedom of very aggressive deep thinking
and un-interupted thought too

the universe installation here may have been a reach. maybe they stretched it a bit by
putting some of the items here 

this museum has a decent rodin garden and it was raining so i got some cool pics of the
pieces wet. this place also has some pretty young girls working there. too young-
18-20, but awful nice to look at. downstairs gaurding the extensive hindu /asian
collection was a young blonde russian girl. she was cute cause she was russian. 
the uniforms were a long blue blazer with plaid tweed gray medium short skirts. 
the girls wore black stockings and semi clumpy shiny black heeled loafers. she had 
extremely straight blonde hair and though she didnt directly acknowledge me, i knew
she was well aware and reacting to my presence. then i heard her talk to one of her
co-wrkers and that russian accent went right thru me...

upstairs guarding the 19 century stuff was a young slightly middle eastern girl. low 
yellow complexion with black hair and medium thinck manicured black eyebrows. 
roundish head, heart shaped face and lots of stringy, lightly curly black hair. i sat in 
her area and tried to sketch her without her knowing (kinda) and i found out how 
hard it is to draw with a moving model. i would get quick glimpses of  the essence 
i wanted to capture but she would move and i would loose it! 

i think she knew i was sketching her and the game was half the fun for me. she paced 
back and forth the length of the gallery and i would concentrate on the sound of her 
clumpy loafers hitting the floor. she walked with a slow steady relaxed pace so the 
rhythm of her walk was soothing, meditative, like music. i heard her talk to a co-worker 
and she had that thick, deep, rough middle eastern female voice. i so love female...none 
of my sketches looked liked her but it was fun drawing and i discovered other technique.

the coat check girls were very cute too. one was a fast american blonde with a hell of a 
walk and the other was a soft skinned itallian looking brunette with very soft eyes.
surrounded by beautiful female and gorgeous hindu art which most was female centered.

the big installation here was the collection by the hewitt family. way back in the 20s they
started buying paintings and such and nowhave a collection worthy of public display.
the works are by unknown black artists over the many years, but it was good. 

its always good to see different styles and the black artist seems to have a general tone.
the art is political, militant or social (and i understand why). it seems to lean to a more
impressionist type style. but in the hewitt collection was some modernly innovativly artsy
creative stuff. 

and why was the first person i ran into a romainianish female with thick accent?
why was the dominant demopgraphic caucasin female? white girls are everywhere-
there are places you can go and not see a black female, but i cant thinkk of any place
that is without a white girl...

the moche exhibit had lots of these decorated waterbottle type things from the moche
era. they showed how the lips of the bottle changed 5 times over 700 or so years. 
there were so many bottles the attention for detail on each one says that these things
were used for more than water bottles. im thinking for smoking something or sex.

the giftshop/bookstore was good. im noticing that all the giftshops and bookstores are
pretty good. i go in there and see things that are revelant with good information...

saw birds, seal, dolphins and the beautiful the balboa pennisula. the birds are cool, they
follow the boats and expect to be fed. i was the only black guy on a boat with a bunch
of seniors, kids and a few parents. i sat by the seniors and their converstaion though very
tame in graphic language is basically the same stuff we all talk about. it was obvious they
were a small group (about 10) that often does things together by they played with each
other. bob was unusually quiet today. and myabe one reason a lady kept loosing her 
patients was cause of her glasses. and all day one guy was sure "...to stay out of that."

the kids were just kids, they were good with a lot of energy. saw a little boy-girl stuff 
going on with the 9-10 yr olds. it was the girls. (its always the girls who make the final
decision). they wanted to get a certain boys voice on some kind of recorder. it was 
fun to watch early boy-girl interaction.

i got there early and for awhile was the only black person in the joint. then 2 more 
brothas should up and i was the only person in the building with a hat on. (my jester's 
hat). though i had been very very lazy lately, i was as free as ever. so confident that its
not a factor any more. partying, vibing and i was due  to dance with the energy and 
intensity that seems only a concert can bring. 

the thing that impressed me about this night was the amount of white girls that introduced 
themselves to me. god i love the house of blues spirit (white girl mentality). now, im no
player or casa nova but i do walk as alpha male and this nite i had a powerful but casual 
strut. they all liked my hat. i think around 3 introduced themselves to me, (this brotha
introduced me to a girl and i asked what was that about. he said she asked who his 
friend was (meaning me, he didnt know me) and he introduced hisself to me then to her)
physical dancing contact with about 6, vibed dozens and smiled at the whole house. such 
a playful funky and very spiritual vibe  with deep sexual instinct right below the surface. 
i love white girls. (and the alcohol helps probably, them not me, sort of)

also the night out dancing has helped my physical energy. i have been soooo lazy lately
drifting around 3 winks from a coma. the energy and spirit of the dance last night has
helped raise my physical energy.

key point of above is to convey the positive spirit, vibe, health, intellect, beauty, 
and energy of the crowd at the house of blues on sunset strip in hollywood.
when its really funky & sweaty and he band is groovin, i turn around face to face with 
the crowd so i can vibe them direct. i can vibe energy and rhythm. i can synchronize a
large group's energy and rhythm. increasing everybody's energy, band and all.

cm talley was there and we hung out, no other regular funkers sighted.
stevie wonder showed up and did a little sumn sumn with maceo.