Art, Inside Dirt- How It's Really Done by an Occular DegenerateTM + AB3 Poster!

I've been working on some art for an artist whom I really admire. It's been quite fun as I've had time to work in the way I enjoy. The Darwinian Method. Yes, evolution. I am rather an intuitive artist and I make art in the way in which I explore caves. I seek to go where I've never been. When I get there, there is nothing to compare it to. In cave exploring (if not in art) I have been places where no other human has. It's one of the most amazing things and one of my most treasured experiences. It's like being on a the first human on a strange planet.

But I digress. I found myself making art (for this artist) without photographs, but using graphic design. Now my Muse is a pro graphic designer and while I don't possess her chops, visuals are visuals and I have learned that the eye is faster than the brain. So it's important to draw in the viewer first. Their brain will follow along like a faithful dog and once they are inside the work or art, it's too late to disengage.

As our pal and Mother to the Stars, Robin Slick has leaked the news that my image of the Adrian Belew Power Trio will be on the official tour poster, I suppose I can confirm it here. It is so true! The design was done by the Muse. Not sure if it will only be for sale at the venue's or via mail order but hey- you need one. It's so cool! It is a Kram original!
They were great to work with and sing with! Maybe I can weasel my way onto Side Five...

HNY

yes, pappy too near, phalize navigators, gesundheit and welcome Krammentologists!

for many months a small insect, a sort of pumpkin bug or stink bug, lived on a leaf of the basil plant which sits to the left of my monitor. i named him herbie. i adopted him. some thought he was dead but i knew he was hibernating. he did not move for months. i checked on him daily to make sure that his shell was still shiny, his antenae lithe and that his plant was well watered. and so it went for months. my constant companion, like his father, herbie dreamed of spring.

last week he started looking perky. then he moved off of his leaf and went MIA for a while. Yesterday, he was flying at breakneck speed through the house, so I let him out. in the spring, young bucks thoughts turn to young bugs. whazzat you say?! "it tarn't narry spring yet, O Mighty Kram, if I may be so bold". well grasshopper, trees are blooming, roses are blooming, bulbs are coming up and it's still raining like hell. those plants, those insects, they know what they're doing! so my son, herbie is all grown up now. he'll be missed.

some of you may remember the tragic fate of my first son, the multi talented Opie. i had to leave Opie in KY as transporting opossums and concert pianos is difficult and dangerous work. his concert piano career was tragically cut short. perhaps he's found a way to continue practicing. i sure hope so. look at those hands! he could have been a star.