Saturday, February 28, 2009

I say leave it alone...

All the children say

tina, originally uploaded by babajiwotan.

Out of the ruins
Out from the wreckage
Can't make the same mistake this time
We are the children
The last generation
We are the ones they left behind
And i wonder when we are ever gonna change it
Living under the fear till nothing else remains

We don't need another hero
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome

Looking for something we can rely on
There's got to be something better out there
Love and compassion, their day is coming
All else are castles built in the air
And i wonder when we are ever gonna change it
Living under the fear till nothing else remains
All the children say

We don't need another hero
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome

What do we do with our lives
We leave only a mark
Will our story shine like a life
Or end in the dark
Give it all or nothing

Friday, February 27, 2009

Studio space

There's some new studio space available in my building at 75 Albert...anyone need any? call James at 997-1350

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

The World Wide Church of Whats happening now.

explosion1, originally uploaded by babajiwotan.

fundamental premise:

the reason for existence is enlightenment (love)

enlightenment (love) defined:

the accelorated vibration of the liberated NOW


Its funny how the unheard of dynamics that are occurring in everyday existence in terms of technology, art, music, politics, relationships have very little precedent.

Thus being the case: how do we acheive enlightenment. (love)


We achieve enlightenment (love) thru unheard of and unprecedented GRACE that comes as a result of an ammalgomation of ancient knowledges and is guided and filtered by the fundemental principle of chaos.


experimenjt, originally uploaded by babajiwotan.

Here s some interesting tidbits I obtained from a reliable source:

Bruce Lee was a huge pothead! he died as a result of eating hash brownies. His extremely low-body fat body converted thc into poison.

Brandon Lee was executed by the Triad. The Triad assasinated Brandon by being shot by a fake bullet that was actually real, thus ironically mimicing the events that Bruce depicted in: Game of Death


GuerrilleroHeroico-1, originally uploaded by babajiwotan.

My religion worships one tru Almighty!
My religion also worships idols.

Che had great styl!

His experiences and observations during these trips led him to conclude that the region's ingrained economic inequalities were an intrinsic result of monopoly capitalism, neocolonialism, and imperialism, with the only remedy being world revolution.

I reckon if Louis Riel were alive today he would sing in the styl of Burton Cummings except rapping to raggae styl like Bob Marley with accompaanying blues driven rock and roll. He would rap about the following ideology:

The worlds ingrained economic inequalities are an intrinsic result of monopoly capitalism, neocolonialism, and imperialism, with the only remedy being world revolution.


I observe that all of these idols (save Burton) achieved martyrdom as a result of the expression of the preceding idiology.

the new age means a time that this ideolgy will:


Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Monday, February 23, 2009

Just to let go

He tried to
get with her
and him and her
and him
and emotions
cling to each
other and
just don't let go

She tried to
get with him
and her and him
and her
and emotions
cling to each
other and
just don't let go

He tried to
get with her
and him and her
and him
and emotions
cling to each other
just to let go

She tried to
get with him
and her and him
and her
and emotions
cling to each other
just to let go

The Brycer - Burton Cummings

Back in the 90's, my friend and drummer Bryce lived next door to the Burt. He was evicted, then moved to the house on the other side of the Burt. Many fun times were had. Burton thought this was hilarious and recorded this demo as a result. (the burning seems to fit here).

Friday, February 20, 2009

I can smell you

I learned tonight
that there is a difference
and friendship,
in that order

We're full
of it, as I care
for you, and you,
and you, and you,
and you, maybe three

There is
an odour
to the order

I can smell

Maison des artistes in the FreeP.

Some of my curator work... click here

The link has been fixed.

Three paragraphs about art

These artists meet every Thursday night to sip wine and Lucky lager, smoke, and talk about their latest endeavors. They talk with each other and they take turns going over each other’s processes and escapades, a little like a big confessional. “I can’t do any work before 6pm, but I usually work for 12 hours straight, until 6am. I created this last art show of mine in 6 weeks,” said one artist. They discuss other things like new jokes, politics, and an air of competition lingers in the air with the stale smoke.


I remember when I used to make art as a kid, I would sit and draw for hours, copying images from comic books and from role playing games, imagining fantasy worlds with my pencil. As a kid, and later a teenager, this behavior, though indulgent, was acceptable, and was never about drugs or alcohol. Better than sitting and playing a video game for hours on end, right? And now, in my thirties, I question what art making is, specifically, it as a behavior. Why do humans feel this need, to create these objects/art? If it's to communicate, why aren’t the other animals doing it?(or maybe they are and I just haven't seen it). For most, making art is a very solitary pursuit. In some cases, an artist can sit for hours making a single object.


Weirdly enough, I checked my email while writing this and there was an interesting letter from Robert Genn in my's a paragraph that relates.

Connecting Darwin's evolutionary theory to the making and appreciating of art, Dutton says that art had its origins as a display that might lure prospective mates. He views art-making as a skill that only an extraordinary individual could perform--a person who perhaps exhibited a degree of laid-back leisure and who didn't have to expend full resources on the basics. This evolved artistic character could also be seen as taking part in casual, exploratory pursuits, the outcome of which was often unknown. Dutton's idea is that art is a kind of specialized fitness display.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

गंगा सागर

Ganga Sagar

This is one of the holiest sites in India. The confluence point of the Indian Ocean and the Ganga river, it's here where millions of pilgrims come to bathe, what's known as a holy dip. Many pilgrims will only come once in their lifetime, considering this geographic point so sacred that only one visit will absolve them of all their sins.

Millions of people dream of submerging themselves in these waters, believing that it is here where earth finds its most direct link to heaven.

I was here in mid-January. In short, it was an immense privilege.

The next day, I went to the Kali temple in Kolkata. In two short days, I had two of the most meaningful spiritual experiences of my life.

I know that I am lucky. I'm also grateful for the wisdom to have known that while I was there.

Metro Sectional

Video - Sean De Coste
Photos - Ditto fcuk
Audio - Foals- Big Big Love (fig.1)

A day in the Montreal metro system.
I love the constant flow of this city ....
Look at all those people.
Who are they?
Where they going?
Are they high?
Do they eat meat?
Do they ride the metro?
Yes! Yes they do.
Thank you Bebe Jayzoo!

Man vs. Cat

It is one of the oldest struggles known to mankind (sic):

Man vs. Cat.

In this scene, our hero attempts to groom the lady Frances, his cruel and heartless mistress. Disastrous results follow which include bloodletting, household disunity, and a poorly-made cream of broccoli soup.

Monday, February 16, 2009


The Transmutation of Species

2 aspects can affect this the change in an organism, the nature of the organism and the nature of its conditions
(the latter being more important)
Case study 1 - Wolfboy...feral organism living in Winnipeg(left) and now living Montreal(right).
changes? hat positioning, hair style, demeanor.

The Disappointers


Saturday, February 14, 2009

Friday, February 13, 2009


HEART1, originally uploaded by babajiwotan.

“At dawn on 14th February 2009 the day dedicated to St. Valentine, the patron saint of Love, the Moon in Libra enters the seventh house of relationships. And Jupiter and Mars are aligned in Aquarius in the twelfth house of spiritual transformation.

Forty years ago, the intuitive words of a song called Aquarius, brought the dawning of the new age into our collective awareness:

‘When the Moon is in the seventh house
and Jupiter aligns with Mars.
Then peace will guide the planets
and love will steer the stars’

At dawn on 14th February the Cosmos actually embodies this perfect alignment to support our collective manifestation of love and peace and dawning of the Age of Aquarius.”

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Moonflower (written for Krystal)

Emerge from a fan of sheets; azurelaid, china clay and rice paper,
spine broke and beautifully worn
with my hand spread in the rich curve of your back;
pressing you down, stretching, folding you close
as if this were the end of the world.

Fingers, laced together like clever roots,
one being; tall, naked, wrapped in ourself.
In the quiet you cling to me; like Ipomoea
you feed me Sweet Potato and Water Spinach
and I suck wine from your lips.

Drunk, we lapse back into the leaves,
bruising them red with our footprints
so we will always find our way back
to the beginning.

Pancoe Ice Path Machine

Tuesday, February 10, 2009


Last March, I won a songwriting competition in St-Boniface called Musiklips, run by CKSB in partnership with Radio-Canada in the West. The prize was a studio recording of my submitted song as well as a video. My good friend Benoit Morier produced the track and I came up with the donkey concept for the video. The video was shot in Winnipeg in October 2008 and stars a very, very cute and friendly donkey named Maggie. Enjoy!

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Friday, February 06, 2009

Voice drawing

Voice Drawing - give this a try

Various Positions

The music was
washing me
of my self

And I laid back
to watch
the movie
on eyes--
in my soul

They were
all pink
the visions
and they too
washed me

Man o' man
I haven't hallucinated
like this in a long
time, when the feel
was fresh and new

And I enjoyed it
as it came
one by one
soul by soul

Then one last image:
a bald man's face
covered in cloth
so that only eyes
and up
were visible

And he said to me
he said to me

You know who
you are

And I looked back
and said, I know
I know

He was the devil
and I was confident
to see him

And that made me feel good
My confidence

A few days have passed now,
and I wonder

Was I confident because of
some inner strength?
Or was it because
I was in good company?

"I'm on the side that's always lost
Against the side of Heaven
I'm on the side of Snake-eyes tossed
Against the side of Seven.
And I've read the Bill of Human Rights
And some of it was true
But there wasn't any burden left
So I'm laying it on you."

More Winter Fun

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Wednesday, February 04, 2009


That was weird.

You laughed as if to mock me.

And am I worthy of mocking?

Likely, but not with that laugh.

But there has been this built up frustration as of late between us, and it is so many things, but that is why you are one of my closest friends.

But the things now, are they different in quality?

We are deriders and scalpels of character, have we come to the derision and scalping of each other?

I'm fine with that.

Monday, February 02, 2009


gldstr, originally uploaded by babajiwotan.

Hello Freindly People.

Im officially riding the Winnipegasus from february 8th to 22.
Im looking for fun and art in this time.
I will be at the Langside Lounge

Im making a new 2009 album called: X-lent Nu Stylz

Looking for contributions from all and some for this transcendentally fun musical project. Let me know if you have a voice, synthizizer, or shaker to offer in freindship: for fun!

Holding your hand

We were in a subwaycar
fast through
the space
called dreams

Was it there that I held your hand? No.

There was an accident first
and it used to be vivid
taken by the duty of a lover

Then the accident
and it tore a metal rip
on the side of the
subwaycar we
called dreams

There was no hurt
no tragedy
just an opening
into a big green park
bounded by the city of limits

So green
So good

And then I held your hand
so light, so charged
and its limits

It's OK
Life is what it is

And is any of this even true
Or do I see it in my mind
chemicals transposing
their wishes into
songs for me to hear

Did you hold my hand
for me to hear?


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Sunday, February 01, 2009


So, I have now lived in Montéal for exactly one year and three hours.

What can I say about it? I love it here, it's beautiful, I'm pretty happy and in the course of one year I have become functional (though certainly not fluent) in written and oral French.

Also, I've re-written my novel over the past year, and it's literally DAYS away from completion. Or, like, two weeks, maybe.

I miss Winnipeg, I miss all my friends from there, and my family, and I miss the stability of "real" jobs (not to mention the paychecks).

But one year in, I'm still convinced that this was the right decision, and the right time.


Btw, January was one of the most productive months this blog has seen in the last 2.5 years.