..and like when I arrived, it was like…uh really hot…and like, I was…uhm walking around a lot…and like visiting friends…and like…uh…going places and it was like…uh …really hot…and I got like…uh…really tired and exhausted…but I got some rest like night..Richard gave me a night time advil and I feel much better today.  So I may go don to 24th Street to the Post office  and mail some DVD’s of Joe’s film to friends…get some paint and stuff like that.  I have never felt fatigue like I did yesterday…now my energy is back and I am feeling real good…I knew that I would…..

I have been here in California now for a bit over 2 days.  It is a refreshing change to say the least.  Even though it is unusually warm, I am so glad to reconnect with and see old friends.  We went to the Farmer’s Market today and found a extremely funky flea market on Harrison Street for a few really flavorful items.  Last night we saw a "farewell" performance of Nicholas Glover and Wray…totally inspired harmonies…it is too bad that they were never discovered professionally…  so, getting around a lot and seeing and doing and getting my California hit (A Consumer Paradise)….Grooving is easy!  Love to all!

Last night I dreamed that I was on a bus.  I found an uninvited woman who happened to be sitting on my lap.  I noticed that she had been sitting beside me next to the window of the bus. I felt that my space had been invaded yet I was curious to know who this person was.  Her back was to me and she was looking over her shoulder to me.  This dream is full of meaning.  To me it seems that my inner woman want to integrate with me and this female nature has vision.  Could any of you noble women who are my friends give me any tips in the art of female integration?
  I’m just a guy, albeit a different kind of guy, who needs help in this process.  I welcome comments, even from my men friends.  Is Richard there?

Included is a partial photo of a piece I am working on with the above title.  It is about a memory of meeting my teacher in Darshan 30 years ago.  The encounter was not about words.  It was received in the deepest Silence and filled with a Love so Unconditional that it knocked me out.  I told myself that I would always remember that moment in Time…so now I am adding color and giving it more definition deep down within my soul.  By the way, Robert Rauschenberg died today.  His early combine paintings were a major influence..that’s MAJOR in my approach to Art.  Goddess bless him!

Another year has rolled by…so many events…people that I knew have died (Not everyone!).  Lot’s of creative work, Divine Kali was run over…Europe…seeing Niharika in Munich…Istanbul..Chapel Construction…Dilly had cancer..sold a lot of art..the Beach…my loving times with loving friends…Richard and I doing our dance through Life and Times…I chronicle this time because I am going up to SF again on Thursday…my birthday is coming up again…years pass. Nothing lasts…people and places change… Gracias:Dios/Goddess/Guadalupe/Buddha/Osho…oh and Gracias a la Vida!!!!!!

Self
styled Artist Anado McLauchlin strikes a pose in his over sized Neo-Tex Mex bedroom while his long time companion, Art History teacher Richard is in the States…what lengths will this no longer lithe McLauchlin stoop to?