mokeys and cherries

Monkeys why are monkeys appearing in my art? maybe because i just recently got in touch with a kid i went to school with
he now has a twenty -two year old with his own son.... his name is Wady Vado, I visited him in Costa Rica in Jan of 1980
we went on lots of adventures there ...we stayed at his cousin's house .... a house in the jungle
with. huge trees that had quite a few mean monkeys. in them...
the monkey threw coconuts at us if we came near.... so ever since monkeys have not had a good reputation with me...
then again
the monkey might have something to do with Michael Jackson and his zoo / amusement park ... I have been listening to him and sent songs from his disco days out to friends.... I find myself having compassion for him and also viewing him as evil.. the monkey is part of his Neverland estate..isnt that what he called the park???? Neverland or is that a fruedian thing?? never go to MIchael Jackson"s home it is a fairy tale with a vicious ending.....

On the other hand cherries are a good sign... I had a very large cherry tree in my yard as a kid in Feeding Hills, Ma and I spent most of the summer in it.. not when it flowered.. too many bees.... but when the cherries came out i sat in that tree and ate every cherry i could reach................... When i was a teenager the girls in my art class would ask me to say cherries
which at the time came out like Chaireeeeeeess .... and they woud just laugh and laugh... my eastern accent and nasal voice amused them terribly,,,,,

What I do know about is flowers... I have always had an affinity for growing flowers and gardening in general... when picked on which was often i would escape to my garden and virtually live in it for the summer... when i was around sixteen, my dad walked away for a year and at that time i was persistent in asking my mother if we could move to Hawaii....and even bought her several surfing magazines to show her how fun it would be... i was an odd kid... who thinks of their mother on a surfboard????
I was given several chances to visit a few years ago and just decided not to....I cant explain why.......

My friend Madison appears as the blue, yellow and sometimes purple guys, usually in threes , looking down on the happenings in the picture... I have a feeling Madison does sort of view me as some sort of strange man.... and so his watching is appropriate.........

the chairs are chairs i ve had in the past ...they stand in for me.... they are me..... sort of just an object.... who looks out....

All of the bodybuilders are from the 70s and 80s photos
when they were iconic.. and unapproachable ..well for me anyway........

The designers fill in for probably my mother ,,, he is the one in the boots.... he is there for protection and has a sort of look on him that says .....What now Paul????????

Athough my mother did identify with butterflies and had them taped on her dresser mirror..... they are not her...and do not represent her.... when i drew the peices and saw the butterflies appear i strongly identified them as my mother"s.
...what are they there for????? ........because they are her's ...a sort of gift in the picture for her.. which is pretty strange in itself ..but they are a gift..... i suppose since my mother died years ago its the only way which I can give her something.....


I have been feeling rather invisible lately and so i have taken pictures of myself as reflections in the glass covering some of my framed drawings... maybe I will post a few..... its the perfect way to say I am invisible without words and show the I that doesnt exist..... Paul