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im a lucky guy Primal about 30 x 20 inches yes im still at the Bardo Hotel ive clearly overstayed my welcome im not even sure i can pay the bill its possible ive become a permanent guest at the crossroads of home and roam - no more clever answers witty comebacks or confident assumptions i think i left my brain in the rain because the size of my thinking has clearly shrunken - sir you meal is ready sir your room is clean why oh why would i ever wanna leave this sorta cozy comfort if you know what i mean?Horse Sense---SOULD 45 x 65 oily on loose canvas after a big trip a couple weeks ago into Wild Horse Country im thinking of applying for citizenship Dark Bird Mandala 37 x 37 as the Crow Flys January 15 2018 Mesa---) all are around 24 inches tall suitable for all formal wear occasions Cowboys and Indians 11 x 14 oily on wood with a nice old frame Happy Holidays December 25 2017 In Process...(Happy Bear on Right is SOULD) December 18, 2017 Inside the Dark Bird Palace November 27, 2017 Dark Bird Font--- 43 x 62 oily on loose canvas i was lost in the desert with no water and no face i had no sense of place all directions pointed lost i couldnt see the future couldnt bear to look back and in the present the only thing i could think to do was to build a tall ladder out of this mess into the starry skies of hell yes oily on a nice 30 x 40 bord its about to get very interesting again after a summer of smashing my brains against walls taking turns down wrong roads and believing all sorts of lies and other silly mischief now ive found one true thing and from that comes the full on resurrection of my Dark Bird Palace State of Mind clik hear for a few more paintings from this week Guard Dawgs about 39 x 62 inches on loose canvas click hear 4 two other new ones! - so i sit in the lobby some think its my hobby ive spent so much time waiting around defending my ground ive completely forgot what i was looking for - so how bout this? im amused and distracted by the hummingbird wars the coyote howls the dark bird caws & late night growls i credit this with my general ambivalence about where i am who i am and where i am going as i look thru the eyes of the bardo hotel The Woods--- about 82 x 22 oily on a nice simply framed bord after a week at my new mountain home the deer stopped coming around at morning coffee later they told me my company was poor but it was my bad poetry that was the last straw - this morning even the hummingbirds stayed clear horror of horrors they said my breath smelled like chicken - so i tried to exercise my poetry blues away doing crazy jumping jacks in the woods which made me feel better but caused the great black squirrel panic of 2017 - and so im left with my one true poetry friend the much maligned but magnificant king of the forrest its just me and a fly under the clear blue sky - the only conclusion i can draw is that the fly loves my poetry or thinks im a kindred spirit at least as he offered me a first edition of his new book "Catcher of the House Fly" which i tell him is pure genius regrettably ive never seen the fly in public since then Guardians of the Multiverse--- about 29 x 62 oily on loose canvas Dark Bird cocks his head ruffles his feathers leans into the great CAW time and space shatter humanity pours forth like mixed candies from a smashed interstellar pinata raccoon sees dinner scurries over picks up the starshine sweets with child like fingers candy looks up asks dear Gawd is that you?Horse Sense 24 x 30 oiillly on a bord yes Kat and I spent quite alot of time last week in northern Colorado around several bands of wild horses...the rules with wild horses are pretty simple but if you want to predict people you might as well go to vegas (click heres 4 another painting) Side of the Dark Bird Palace monday PM NEWS LETTER TOMORROW sighn up rite hear three faces in the desert--- about 24 x 50 oily on a loose canvas art an alchemical necessity medicine for the people a mass for the true fundamentalist a ritual of beauty thats not to be confused with home decor or a casual blasphemous shopping trip to hobby lobby for a framed poster true believers know what they want and they dont just want it now they needed it yesterday and yet there are some who would say they want art they love art they need art but if you check their pulse they are DOA (DONT OWN ART) a true believer is most evident when you bump into the lukewarm faint of faith the playing it safe crowd unsure of their own wound mistaking money for medicine handling snakes speaking in tongues baptisms of fire all part of a day in art every day a sunday every thing art Animal Tale--- and make him paint for us!what are these colorful animals that are always wagging their tales? because this is what i suspect is really going on 5 "hey bro i didn't steal your vodka" the security guard in the parking lot then watched as the Dude pulled a huge family pack of pork chops from his sweat pants & threw it on the ground and all i could think of was whether or not the cop would put the chops in the discount rack a healer at the flea told me he could heal me in 5 minutes but i missed the appointment when i realized im nothing if not one of the walking wounded i am more and more certain that god always gives us more than we can handle an artist came by this week telling me about her museum exhibit inviting me to the show where other successful artist would be and i thought to myself if only she knew about my impending solo exhibition at the MOMA in fancy New york city continuing when sane people stop accelerating when others slow often defined as insanity and yet when you do crzy for years and years some people will call you unique & maybe brilliant once they untie you and pull the net off watching clouds predicting weather at the flea i forecasted a 50% chance of a dark bird downpour with a slight chance of dead cowboy sunshine and later this week a possible storm of multicrappia a helpless baby chick falls out of his nest at my shed he's shaking and bewildered with his little feathers sticking out of his tiny head and yet when i look deeply into his beady little eyes i can see that he's really more concerned whether im going to make it thru the day Big Horn Retablo-- 45 x 26 multicrappia deluxe sometimes i think im the only person in santa fe uninterested in evolving reaching transcendence or having a deeper awareness of myself which is pretty obvious to alot of folks as they watch me search for my glasses but if its true that we come from monkeys in the jungle who worked with simple tools living uncomplicated lives of eating mating and playing but evolved into precious baboons with guns & twitter accounts maybe you can understand why im so happy to be an unevolved unenlightened neanderthal doing crude paintings in a shack at a flea market and yet i do so love my sparkling spring water with a nice organic salad still i cant bear porta potties at the flea anymore than i can a piss cup & i would prefer to dig a hole and move when the stench becomes unbearable salvation came to me in the form of a beautiful cat saving me from full on grunting & inappropriate scratching as well as pointing at art collectors as though they were bringing truckloads of bananas leaving me utterly happy in a modern world full of luxuries such as ice cubes & frozen tamales but also haunted by the uncertainty and confusion of modern life yes that would be me Dark Birdus Maximo Confusioness clik hear 4 Other new art June 20th 2016 Summer 16 x 20 oily on a nice bord thanks to all the nice people that continue come out to sea me at the flea its a good reminder to stay close to the ones who "get you" that you dont have to explain anything to anybody cuz there aint no way you can teach someone how to speak art especially if your first tongue is corvid (CAW the Great CAW) New Art ------------ Devil in a im a lucky son of a gun i get to paint everyday but sometimes when im standing at the flea the dust gets dirtier the wind gets colder & traffic disappears and thats when i have to put the devil in a box because im a lucky son of a gun and i have it made and thats why i have to put the devil in a box so he can't get out and run wild thru my head because im a lucky son of a gun and i have it made so long as i keep the devil in a box multicrappia about 21 x 48 May 9th 2016 Dust becomes my second skin on a windy spring day with the ashes of dead plants the disintegrated hides of animals & the skin of past peoples blowing thru the sky skins upon skins i am a mortal covered up by the immortals Dark Bird Retablo---Closed---- about 42 x 64 on loose canvas Dead Artist are ruining the world ok what i mean by that is that art museums are clogged with the rotting bodies of dead artist who they are still pimping for more money like a whore whos body is old and stiff but with a little lipstick some fishnet stockings and a short red skirt they can still sucker the ordinary art viewer into thinking they just got laid when really they just got screwed and the museum got paid while reducing the viewers artistic vocabulary to the same three dead hookers (thats so Basquiate! Shape Shifter-- 24 x 30 oily framed Fleabilly eye am many things as an artist wild & free not beholden to galleries or "powers that be" eye am a Dark Bird, a Desert Dawg a Wild Horse and a Dead Cowboy depending on the light although i do enjoy the occasional good fight but im not here to suffer consider my art your guilty pleasure where a strange Dark Bird sells his art at a Flea Market just out side of town at the crossroads of coming and going where we will both beat the game after all your not here to suffer either..... 20 Point Doe--- 72 x 32 oily on a loose canvas you cant do that. yes i do very much so but until they arrive i hope to continue to paint at the Tesuque Pueblo Flea Market until my time comes which is of course inevitably the nature of things New Art from the Cottonwood Trees about 40 x 63 on loose canvas concrete kills art destroys soul annilates the primal sends a wild horse running a dark bird flying if you wanna end the story of the desert shaman put him in a nicely heated apartment with an i fone next to a starbucks the flea market is over for me this year but i still dream of miles of aisles stuffed with hidden treasures precious jewels people laughing music playing this is the flea market of my mind fresh cool air dust blowing dreams everywhere limitless new mexico views the smell of the desert wild chamisa pinon juniper all exotic perfume for a dark bird holy ground is not where only wondrous things happen holy ground is where the good and the bad meet like a cosmic head on collision creating one big soul from the shattered pieces of obliterated fate confession of a Dark Bird take me out of my rickety shack dressed up like a palace (lipstick on a Dark Bird) and i dont even know if i can paint dont even know if i exist to paint outdoors closer to the wild i absorb the blood sand and hair of the desert beast this is the only place i know to create what is in my primal core i paint what i feel which is the only reliable thing in the universe given the fact that 95% of the known universe is invisible yet most people prefer "realism" ironic isnt it?i may be creating pinpoint photo realism art and people wont know it in this lifetime CLICK HEAR 4 NEW ART Primal Pony--- about 60 x 40 oily on loose canvas i pull the tarps up to begin every day at the flea market and let them down to close each day its about the only thing i always do and ive come to think of the tarps as the eye lids of the color full eyes of the Dark Bird Palace opening its gaze to the mountain like a multicrappia meditation session the chaos of the shed staring down the peace and quiet of nature blinking in and out of the flea market in my minds eye the Naked Assasin on Route 66 6 foot by 9 foot on loose canvas october 26th 2015 flea market existenialism 101 finding beauty in the mountain view humor in the collective misery of a slow day and truth in our solitary darkbirdedness at a small flea market just outside of a thriving commercial center so close you can hear the distant swipes of credit cards all day long a lady looking for me to autograph her photo of the Dark Bird Palace told me i wasnt young enough to be kelly moore but if i saw him to let her know chem trails in the sky layers of unidentified flying particles from los alamos mysterious men wearing suites and ties at the flea market poltergeist springing up daily on aisle J and people say you need imagination to be an artist?
when i awoke the Queen of the Known Universe offered me good Karma but as a card carrying Dark Bird i quickly turned it down the next day i drank 6 cups of strong black coffee to grow my hair dark like a Raven and my blood smart like a Crow but i drew the line at carrion for lunch since i have a good refrigerator about 30 x 70 oily on a loose canvas i dreamt i was standing in my shed at night with my paintings giving off the light so that i was able to see new colors never seen before by a Dark Bird that night as i sat in my old lazy boy recliner staring at the midnight moon i noticed clowns racing from one aisle to the next picking up all the bread crumbs i had left behind so i could remember how i got there the cars raced by on the highway unaware that i was offering a 50% off midnight sale on all my art a coyote trotted by but said he had to "think about it" (the most feared words ever spoken) later that night i bought some pots and pans from a rabbit selling on aisle C and cooked up some Dark Bird Hash and Dead Cowboy Coffee i slept atop my shed until awoke by a stinky start looked to my left sure enough a dead goats head id left there from the year before Monkey Totem about 20 x 60 oily on a good bord Road Trip to T and C along the Jornada del Muerto also known as the "route of the dead man" 10 miles outside of Belen we see a man walking with dreads to his knees wearing a gunney sack & i think i could still smell him as we passed a dying lake entering Truth or Consequences where vultures circle everything & tourism is headed somewhere else so we went to dinner at an old school steak restaurant to enjoy the local flavor where the Dead Cowboys are still drinking martinis like nothings changed since 1965 and all the cars out front are cadillacs with horns on their hood and the only salad they offer is an iceberg wedge so upon return sure enough we pass the same man with the dreadlocks 10 miles further down the road but after 24 hours in T and C i wonder if he's really the Dead Man on the Journado De Muertre clik hear four several moore new paintings YOnder There--easter at the flea market dear Jesus we got bills to pay can you please give it a break?People in these relationships find that over time things get worse, not better. Charm is a facade, manipulation will wear you down, and one day you will find dreams have turned into a nightmare if you stay with a toxic partner.from 8 miles up into the sky i looked down upon the earth and saw myself standing in front of the dark bird palace looking up into the sky at myself what an awkward feeling when someone catches you looking at them reported sightings far and wide of mini me's that paint like kelly moore that act like kelly moore and even dress like kelly moore now why on earth would anyone want to replicate the bizarre life of an obscure flea market artist?i dreamed i fell off a ladder tumbling for days rolling for months i gave up trying to control the fall and starting enjoying the ride but im still staying clear of ladders for a while Genesis of a Dark Bird--- about 40 x 70 oily on a loose canvas August 10th 2015 come to the Dark Bird Palace at the Tesuque Flea Market to see moore art from undoubtedly the most famous flea market artist alive today the Wings of a Dark Bird--- oily on a 70 x 20 closet door this week at the flea it was so hot i felt like Ken in Barbies EZ bake oven but life at the market rolls on inevitability seeming vaguely oddly clear to me something is happening that has already been named by a God far far away and so when it gets July hot i keep frozen bananas in mind to help maintain the proper perspective about where someone who paints pretty pictures at a flea market fits on the banana tree of life...I will do everything for you, I will set up your porn site, I will set up your ads, I will guide your through porn uploading 1 on 1 through Skype and I will show you how to get more visitors from Google Search, for Free!) about 64 x 40 inches on loose canvas CLIK HEAR FOUR MY BIG FREAKN WINTR ART SALE you do know im not supposed to be here dont you? im at 821 Canyon Road in Santa fe New Mexico a distinct upgrade from my flea market shed to a horse stable with adobe bricks...Bobcats and Wild Horses Dark Birds and Bears and Antelope and Turtles ALL SOULD all three Paintings are about 60 inches long March 27th 2017 They Might be Giants--- 18 x 24 oily on a nice bord eye-40 the inner state of america home of the free wifi land of the brave liberals have you tried our all you can eat buffet today? caution hitchhikers maybe escaped convicts turn around its not too late stop here art made by real indians try our black jack tables roll the dice spin the wheel did you know Jesus died for your sins?Rush Limbaugh on AM 101.5 radio park your rig drop a load get a free trucker shower eat a 64 ounce steak and win a free heart attack no pets allowed did you know president Obama is a Muslim? clik hear for several new paintings King Krow--- 36 x 24 three panels oily corvids all Cursed she had walked uninvited into a hogan near Hopi looking for directions hexed by an old witch lady knocking Betty backwards all the way to the truck back down the road she came in on right then and there Backwards Betty was born from that day forward everything she did was in reverse walking down the aisles backwards wearing her hat all turned around unbeading necklaces unstitching clothes putting up a closed sign when she was open skinning her tent turning it inside out flipped her card table upside down driving into the market in reverse arriving late leaving early eating breakfast for lunch lunch for breakfast if someone asked her what she sold she told them nothing she was a complete contrarian freak she was Backward Bettys Boutique a Contrarian Consortium of Flea Market Oddities and un Collectibles clik hear 4 moore holiday cheer!at night Red Dawgs commune in the Dark Bird Palace which they refer to as the Big Bone Buffet discussing strategies for luring a krispy kreme to the flea market alienation forced exodus desperados and more than a few crazies comprise most of my tribe at the flea market ive always considered myself a sane observer of the asylum until yesterday when i caught a glimpse of myself in mirror on aisle C and realized i was wearing my hat backwards handling snakes and speaking in tongues about 50 x 70 on loose canvas red dirt fossils & rocks blood & hair barbed wire and 10 dollar bills all slowly working their way up thru the ground like a flea market poltergiest coming back to haunt us and tale us where you are and where you are going Red Dawgs and Dead Cowboys---yes i know this painting is crzy shit but at least i know its crazy & yes i know its crzy but i saw a cat talk to a dawg on aisle J yesterday and eye understood most of the conversation but the dog was confused (he kept asking the cat to explain herself) ((everyone knows cats dont explain themselves)) yes i know its crzy but a woman walked off with one of my paintings last week without paying for it (its always a "wanna be artist") and then she said i was crzy so yes i know its crazy but i think a monkey with a good beard could run for president and win (given the options im leaning towards the monkey) yes i know its crazy but when you paint at a flea market its hard to get the Museum of Modern Art to return your phone calls yes i know its crazy but my world is held together with bungee cords, tarps & the kindness of strangers who know the difference between retail and religion yes i know its crazy but some people treat artist like they are cashiers at wal mart and they have a bag of "entitlement coupons" which gives them special access to special prices because well.....they are special (they only drink white whine) yes i know its crazy but i can feel the Dark Bird Palace vibrate somedays and make music others yes i know its crazy but for whatever reason your still reading thistorture me tell me my dog has died but please dont make me listen to rap music at the flea cut my head off stick it on a pike tie me to an anthill naked and afraid loop my entrails around my neck and hang me from a tree but fer gawds sake dont make me listen to Krap music at the flea wear your pants down at your knees turn your hat around 75 degrees pretend your a thug selling the drug but please dont make me listen to your rap music at the flea tell me im audited tell me im going to jail its ok anythings better than another day in hell listening to c Rap music at the flea) 16 x 20 on a wood bord ez to hang no pun intendededed i paint to the IQ level of a smart dog an epiphany realized as i watched a german shephard gaze at my dark bird painting as people walked by as though it didnt exist which doesnt mean humans arent smart or blind its just probable that im followed on Facebook by more dogs than humans it did occur to me that my paintings might be like those special whistles that only dogs can hear leaving humans baffled by what im doing and yet some humans seem to be half canine and can hear my paintings decipher my visual vocabulary comprehend the Great CAW and appreciate my deep love of fleamarketology which doesnt mean im not a dead cowboy because i am and you will always find me at the crossroads of truth and humor at the Dark Bird Palace where theres sure to be a crowd of dogs looking at my art wondering if this dead cowboy can hunt Dark Bird Retablo multicrappia on wood ( humor about myself a giant shield against those that would stab me again and again and again but when it comes to my art im not kidding im dead serious think about it how many artist do you know that use a bungee cord and a tarp to lock up their studio every night?