today being the third of january was also a day for learning. been wanting a good rooster pic for my house so i figured i would make my own. been wanting this for awhile and today took the plunge. i did it the way i do a lot of my carvings , and did it my way. i am sure a professional painter might have other ideas about how to go about it. been painting all my sculptures for years now with artist oils . mixing colors and blending so had a pretty good idea , just needed to get it done. and i moved along real well. and the picture looks surreal to me. it is not finished and will let you see finished product when done.
    i can imagine myself to be a brain surgeon when carving with a chainsaw. talk about surreal . after all we both take power tools to work on cranium , neither of us have a foggy idea of what we are going to find, but unlike the surgeon, i dont have to worry about malpractice, and most of my patients usually live if not they are cremated , and you get a certain warmth in your soul knowing it kept you warm at least. i am also a dentist at times using a chainsaw to carve teeth, as well as being an optometrist working on eyes with my drill.i can be a plastic surrgeon taking a little extra baggage off the buttocks is no big deal. a tuck , or breast enlargement are within the bounds of my work. an imagination is a terrible thing to waste , and i think sometimes that is why we encounter alzheimers more frequently. we allow ourselves to be lulled to sleep with tvs doing our thinking for us. we let technology do what we used to do, only we did it the hard way.
     computers , smartphones , and technology in general are taking over our minds drawing out the necessary parts they need . they keep our phone numbers and addresses all straight. pay our bills , allow us to go shopping and at this point need to inject a relevant joke about technology i heard once.
     seems as if there was this guy who had to go to bathroom rather bad and someone was using mens bathroom and attendant said he could use the womens bathroom . well he needed to . time was of the essence. and he needed to go now. as he rushed to the bathroom the attendant yelled what ever you do "dont push the red button."
         well when he got in the stall he could see it was modern just 3 buttons on wall. no toilet paper , no flush handle , just a silver panel and 3 buttons. and of course the bowl. well he pushes the first yellow button and all of a sudden out of the wall comes to arms that pick him up strips his pants down and sets him bare butt on the toilet in one sweep and arms return to the wall.
    he sets there and thinks to himself , hey this isnt to bad, let me see what the blue one does. so after he finishes his business he pushes the blue button, and out of the wall comes the same 2 arms and pick him up and wipes his butt, and sets him down again. he says this is cool and i wonder what the red button is for?
curiosity got the best of him as he sat there wondering what it was that that button did. and finally he pushes it and the lights dim and he wakes up in hospital the next day , and in his room is the attendant at the bathroom and he had a bag in his hand . he looks at the guy and shakes his head unapprovingly side to side  and says " i told you not to push the red button guy"
    and the guy says "why not"
   the attendant comes at him offering him the bag , and says" well that red button was the kotex remover , and here are your balls. wonder what they will think of next.