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THOMAS JOHN TAYLOR

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Birthplace
Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Birth year
1947

Lives in
Hawaii

Works in
Hawaii

Website

Schools
Hapuna Beach Club, So. Kohala, Hawaii, 1970, Surfer
Hookipa Beach Club Paia, Maui, Hawaii, 1990, Water Man
Hilo Reeds Bay Resort, 2012, Blogger

Representing galleries
Thomas John Taylor, Smithsonian, M.O.M.A., BAP, Saatchionline, Behance, Facebook, Google Art, and dozens of Social-Go Groups., ArtSlant

Tags
exhibition/performance, graffiti/street-art, digital, photography, traditional, modern, surrealism, realism, conceptual, performance, video-art, installation, mixed-media, sculpture, figurative, abstract, hawaii painting painting modern mixed-media landscape, Art, oil-painting abstract landscape painting video-art performance

Statement

THE CASTAWAY

 

IT TAKES A LONG TIME TO GET OLD, BUT THE LONGER THE JOURNEY, MAKES EVERY PAINSTAKING EFFORT, THAT IT TOOK; WORTHWHILE............... FEW DRUG DEALERS ARE ALIVE OR FREE, AFTER 60, LET ALONE 65. TO BE A LIFETIME ARTIST/OIL-PAINTER SAVED ME FROM THAT EXISTANCE. I PAINT EVERYDAY AND HAVE 240 LARGE FORMAT IMAGES IN MY POSSESSION. EVERYONE WANTS ME TO BE WHAT THEY WANT ME TO BE. I JUST WANT TO BE LOVED. EVERY ARTIST I EVER KNEW WAS A DRUG CONNECTION OR DRUG TOLERANT. 

FORGET THE UNPLESENTRIES, AND DO WHAT YOU ENJOY. I AM 65, AND MY ENJOYMENT IS CREATION OF ART., I SHOULD BE WITH MY FAMILIES, CHILDREN, GRANDKIDS, AND ALL THAT COMMOTION; THAT IS ALL OF THAT. BUT, NO.....I AM UNWELCOME, REJECTED, DEJECTED, KICKED TO THE CURB, THROWN OFF THE BUS, AND THREATENED WITH LOSS OF LIFE AND LIMB; IF I RETURN. HOW DID EVERYTHING ESCALATE, TO A POINT OF NO RETURN? WHY WOULD GROWN CHILDREN HATE THEIR FATHER? WELL, WHY WOULD GRANDKIDS, OR FOR THAT MATTER X'S W/KIDS FROM MY MESSING AROUND, NEVER ALLOW ME ANY COMMUNICATION WITH MY CHILDREN ? REV. MARY LARSEN TAYLOR, OF THE WHITE STAR CHURCH IN DOOR COUNTY WISCONSIN, WAS MY 1ST WIFE, AND A NOTORIOUS DRUG CRAZED COUGAR, THAT NEVER SAW AN ERECTION, THAT MISSED HER ATTENTION, OR REFUSED HER SUPPLICATIONS. SHE IS A WHORE OR A, “TANTRA GODDESS”. I WAS SEDUCED BY THE ATMMOSPHERE THAT SHE THRIVED IN, THE COMPELLING SCENT OF EROTIC INSENSE, JAZZ MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND, FABRIC AND ART FROM EROTIC DESTINATIONS, CREATED AN UNFORGETABLE EXPIERANCE. I WAS GETTING MARRIED TO HER BECAUSE SHE WAS PREGNANT, AFTER OUR FIRST TRYST. I MET HER IN A GAY BAR IN MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN THAT WAS CALLED, "THE RIVER LOUNGE", ON HUMBOLT STREET NEAR NORTH AVENUE. I PAID CHEAP RENT ON BRADY STREET IN THE AREA KNOWN AS THE EAST SIDE. I WAS HUSTLING AND DEALING DRUGS, AS AN INDEPENDANT COWBOY, KNOWN AS CAPABLE AND TOUGH ENOUGH TO DEAL WITH THE STICK-UP ARTISTS, AND RENEGADE RIP-OFFS, THAT FLOATED IN AND OUT OF THIS YOUNG STUDENT OFF CAMPUS HOUSING DISTRICT. MARY HAD A FEW NOTORIOUS BOY FRIENDS, A BLACK PANTHER AND A NAZI WERE HER SUITORS THEN, DURING THE SEVENTIES. I WAS A DEALER AND ANYONE WITH LONG HAIR AND AGAINST THE MACHINE WAS A POTENTIAL DRUG CONNECTION. MARY HAD A WHOLE BUNCH OF RURAL DEALERS, AS FRIENDS, THAT WERE ALSO GAY AND ARTISTIC, LIKE MARY....... SHE WAS LIVING ON PULASKI STREET ACROSS FROM POLITICAL ACTIVISTS, BELONGING TO S.D.S. AND VIOLENT WEATHERMEN GROUPS, RADICALS. JUST DOWN THE BLOCK EXISTED "WOLSKIES BAR", WHERE EVERY GOOD COMMUNIST GOT DRUNK ON 25 CENT TAP BEERS, AND 50 CENT SHOTS. THE JOINT WAS SLEAZY AND THE WOMEN WERE EASY. ANYONE COULD CONTRIBUTE TO THE GENE POOL, WOMEN WERE EXPEIRANCING SEXUAL FREEDOM AND EQUALITY. MARY HAD BALLED EVERYONE IN THE BAR. SHE, MARY LARSEN HAD A COLLEGE DEGREE, AND ALL THOSE GIRLS WERE COLLECTING SCALPS, MINE INCLUDED. I SHARED SEX WITH MANY OF HER FRIENDS INCLUDING HER

ROOMATE, “DEBBIE”, WAS A BEAUTIFUL, AFRO-AMERICAN. HER NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS, WERE CROSSDRESSING GAY BROTHERS; DANIEL AND BERNARD ROBESKI, THEY DREAMT OF MOVING TO SAN FRANSISCO. THEY WERE CREATIVE WELFARE HUSTLERS WORKING THE SYSTEM FOR ALL IT WAS WORTH. THEY WERE ALSO AN IMPORTANT ELEMENT IN THE ANTI-WAR MOVEMENT, IN THE 70'S. THEY JUST HAD TO GET TO SAN FRANCISCO TO FULLFILL THEIR CREATIVE ILLUSIONS. MARY WORKED AT A GALLERY THAT BELONGED TO GHILDA REYNOLDS OF GHILDA'S GALLERY. THIS IS WHERE WE HELD OUR RECEPTION WHEN WE WERE MARRIED, AT THE LOCAL CATHOLIC CHURCH. SHE WORE A RED DRESS, AND I WORE A TUXEDO. THE MUSIC PROVIDED WAS "THE AGE OF AQUAIROUS" VIA AN 80 YEAR OLD VOCALIST AND ORGAN PLAYER, WITH A NERVOUS VOICE, AND A NERVOUS SOUND. "NICK CRUDKY", A DEALER; SHOWED UP TO GET 5 POUNDS OF WEED FROM ME BEFORE THE SERVICE BEGAN, BUT IT GAVE ME $4,000. I HAD IT IN MY POCKET, WHEN I RECITED MY VOWS. ABOUT 40 PEOPLE SHOWED UP FOR THE RECEPTION. OUR FRIENDS, EXCEPT ANYONE FROM MY SIDE OF THE FAMILY. MY SIBLINGS NEVER SHOWED UP. THEY WOULDN'T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE MY WIFE, SO I WAS EXTREMELY HURT AND EMBARRASSED, AND DID SOME COKE AND A SHOT OF HEROIN TO ALEVIATE THE REJECTION. I WAS LUCKY, WE SHARED THE SAME FRIENDS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, SO I AGREED TO MOVE CLOSER TO HER FAMILY, AND RETURN TO SCHOOL IN GREENBAY, WISCONSIN AT THE NORTHEAST WISCONSIN TECHNICAL INSTITUTE. I SIGNED UP FOR MARKETING SALES/MANAGMENT; A 2 YEAR COARSE. I RECIEVED MONEY FROM THE V.A. AND FOOD STAMPS WHILE IN SCHOOL. MY DAUGHTER IVY AMARILLIS TAYLOR WAS BORN, IN KEWAUNEE, WISCONSIN, AND MARY HAD REALLY BAD “POST PARTUM DEPRESSION”, SO SEVERE, SHE ATTEMPTED SUICIDE. I SAVED HER LIFE, CALLED AN AMBULANCE, DROVE TO THE HOSPITAL AND SHE TOLD ME TO LEAVE BECAUSE, I WAS THE DEVIL. SHE MOVED OUT. SHE WAS LIVING WITH HER PARENTS AND WANTED A SEPERATION, THAT I AGREED WITH, AND IT LED TO DIVORCE. THAT WAS THE REASON I HAVE NO COMMUNICATION TODAY. HER WAY NEVER INCLUDED ME IN ANY GOOD WAY, AND I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD USE HER FOR A REFERANCE. WE WERE FINISHED WITH OUR PLANS TO LIVE TOGETHER, AND SHE MOVED BACK TO MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN ON LAKE DRIVE INTO A BEAUTIFUL DECO APARTMENT WITH HER GAY FRIEND, "LOREN".

I WAS THE PARIAH OR THE BOOGIE MAN IN HER LIFE AND ALL THEIR CONVERSATIONS OF ME. HER INFIDELITIES INCLUDED FUCKING MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY, IN MILWAUKEE. MY UNANNOUNCED VISIT ONE TIME, CAUGHT HER AND MY BROTHER-IN-LAW, MY SISTERS HUSBAND AND HER FUCKING LIKE, "RABBITS" ON THE FLOOR OF THE ENTRANCE, TO HER APARTMENT. WHEN I MADE MY PRESENSE KNOWN, IT DIDN;T SEEM TO MAKE A DIFFERANCE. THEY KEPT HUMPING AWAY, SO I HAD TO LEAVE. I WAS IN IN MY SECOND YEAR OF COLLAGE, AND RAN AWAY. I LEFT FOR FLORIDA AND FOLLOWED THE SUN, FUN, AND ALL TOURIST DESTINATIONS; FOR NEXT 40 YEARS. KEY WEST FLORIDA, IS THE CONK REPUBLIC HEADQUARTERS TO PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN, AND IT WAS MY DESTINATION. I WORKED AS A CARPENTER, CABINET MAKER, AND ARTIST/MUSICIAN WORKING AT NIGHT ON MANY PROJECTS. I ALSO WAS THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR CATCHING THE TIGHT ROPE WALKERM WILL SOTO, IN KEY WEST; WHEN HE CROSSED DUVAL STREET. I KNOW HE HAD RELATIONS WITH MY WIFE, SO, “WILL SOTO” BECAME MY JUDAS. I STOPPED BECAUSE I KNEW THAT IF HE WOULD SLIP, I WOULDN'T CATCH HIM. JEALOUSY IS A DEAMON THAT I AVOID. I ALSO DEALT, “SQUARE GROUPER” TO THE NORTHERN TOURISTS. BALES OF MARIJAUNA WASHED UP ON SHORE ALL THROUGH THE KEYS, AND I KNEW HOW TO CUT THE GOOD STUFF OUT OF THE PLASTIC WRAPPED BALES CREATED IN A TRASH COMPACTOR THAT WEIGHED AROUND 40 TO 60 POUNDS. I SAVED AROUND 10 POUNDS OF WEED OUT OF EACH SALT WATER SOAKED BALE. THE FINDERS WERE THE KEEPERS. SOME COMMUNITIES ALONG THE COAST, AND IN THE EVERGLADES HAD TONS OF GOOD WEED AVAILABLE. I MADE CONNECTIONS ALL OVER FLORIDA. I WENT TO EVERGLADES CITY AND GOT DRUNK WITH A SIMINOLE INDIAN NAMED "INJUN JOE". HE TURNED ME ON TO A GUY NAMED CARLOS SATIAGO MORALES, WHOM GAVE ME DESTINATIONS OF LOCATIONS, “MOTHERLOADS”, THAT WERE 250 MILES OFFSHORE, TIED UP TO AN OFF SHORE RIG, IN THE GULF. SOMETIMES I UNLOADED SHRIMP BOATS ON STOCK ISLAND, AND GOT PAID IN PRODUCT AND CASH. THEY USED THE FIRST WINNEBAGO RV'S FOR PICK-UP AND DELIVERY. THOSE OLD FOLKS IN WINNEBAGOS, WERE THE MULES. 40 TO 50 BALES WERE A TON AT THE TIME, WHICH WAS THE USUAL LOAD HEADED UP THE 101 TOWARD CHICAGO, DETROIT, CINCINATI, OR NEW JERSEY AND NEW YORK. I MADE THE JOURNEY MYSELF AND ACQUIRED MANY CONTACTS. I HAD GOOD SOLID FRIENDS IN THE COMMUNITY. SO I SOUGHT TO CONTRACT MY KNOWLEDGE IN THE TRADES AND LAND A LEGAL CONTRACT, TO FURNISH ALL THE EXECUTIVE OFFICES, CIRCULATION LIBRARY, AND ALL THE SHELVES FOR KEY WEST COMMUNITY COLLEGE. I HOOKED UP WITH DINA'S CABINETS IN MARATHON FLORIDA. IT WAS TO USE THEIR SHOP AND TOOLS, TRUCKS AND CREW FOR ½ THE PROFIT. WELL, I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN IT IN WRITING, BECAUSE DENNIS FROM DINA'S CABINETS BEAT ME OUT OF MY ORIGINAL FIGURE, AND I ENDED UP WITH 20% RATHER THEN 50% OF OUR ORIGINAL AGREEMENT. AT THE TIME COCAINE WAS EVERYWHERE, AND ALL OF AMERICA WANTED TO SCORE. I DECIDED TO DEAL POWDER COCAINE AND MY PERSONAL WEALTH EXCEEDED MY EXPECTATIONS, WITHIN A MONTH OF SMUGGLING COKE FROM COLUMBIA. IF YOU CARRY IT BY SWALLOWING IT OR STUFFING IT UP YOUR ASS. GOOD SHIT! YOU WOULD BE WEALTHY IN NO TIME AT ALL. I PAID $5 A GRAM FOR 97.5% PURE COKE IN COLUMBIA AND SOLD IT FOR $50 A GRAM PURE, EVERYWHERE IN THE WORLD. I USED DIFFERANT METHODS OF SMUGGLING, AND ALWAYS SOLD THE PURE, BECAUSE MY REPUTATION WAS IMPORTANT, TO CREATE A CONSISTANT BUSINESS PRACTICE, THAT WORKED. EVERYONE ELSE JUMPED ON THEIR PRODUCT, WITH ADDITIVES, LIKE BABY FORMULA MILK SUGAR, MADE IN ITALY CALLED, MANNITE CONSENTI, OR THE BLUE LADY. IF SOMEONE HAD A POUND OF PURE, THEY COULD TAKE A POUND OF CUT AND BLEND IT, ON A STAINLESS STEEL TABLE, UNTIL IT WAS COMBINED TO A CERTAIN CONSISTANCY. THEN OVERHEAD "HEAT LAMPS", WOULD BE USED TO EVAPORATE THE 100 PROOF "EVERCLEAR"; THAT WHEN DRIPPED INTO THE PILE, WOULD CREATE ROCKS OF RECONSTITUTED 50% COKE THAT WOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR THE NORTHERN MARKET. IT WAS STRONG ENOUGH AND, "GREED RULES"! I STARTED USING IT AGAINST MY BETTER INTUITION. IT GOT DANGEROUS REAL QUICK AND KEY WEST BECAME INFESTED WITH GOV'T AGENTS, CONSPIRACIES, GUNS, AND BODIES WASHING UP ON FLORIDA'S SHORES. IT WAS SO HEAVY THAT I HAD TO GET "OUTTA THAT PLACE", SO I WENT TO SAINT CROIX, V.I. TO "FOLLOW MY DREAMS", OF TRAVEL, LUXURY, ON A HITCHIKERS BUDGET. I WAS QUITE HANDSOME, AND WORKED AS A BARTENDER, HANDYMAN, DEALER, SMUGGLER, MUSICIAN, ARTIST/OIL-PAINTER, AND GIGALO. THE FUN WAY TO MAKE MONEY, WHEN I WAS YOUNG, WAS HOOKING UP WITH WOMEN THAT WERE GOING THROUGH A DIVORCE, SEEKING FREEDOM, THAT "PAID", ME FOR THE EXPIERANCE; WITH GIFTS AND EXCELLENT HOUSING ON EXQUSITE PROPERTIES; WITH BONUSES LIKE THE USE OF CARS, BOATS, AND PLANES. A “GALLOPING GOOSE” IS A TWIN PROP PASSENGER PLANE THAT TAKES OFF AND LANDS ON THE WATER. THEY HAD ACCIDENTS ALL THE TIME, THAT I WOULDN'T ACKNOWLEDGE, BECAUSE I USED THEM ALL THE TIME. ONE TIME THE PRESIDENT OF THE COMPANY CRASHED ON ST. CROIX AFTER ANNOUNCING THAT THE SAFETY WAS EXCEPTIONAL, AND HE WOULD USE THE GOOSE TO FLY BACK TO ST. THOMAS.............CRASHING AND DYING, ON THE WAY, IN HIS ATTEMPT TO PROVE THEIR SAFETY. ST.CROIX AND THE VIRGIN ISLANDS ARE A U.S. TERRITORY, WITH NO CUSTOMS REGULATIONS, OR BAGGAGE CHECK, BETWEEN U.S. AND OTHER U.S.A. PORTS OF ENTRY. I TRIED AND SUCCEEDED A HUNDRED TIMES, TO TAKE DRUGS, FROM POINT A, TO POINT B, FOR SOME ORDER, NEEDING TO BE FILLED, FROM SOME CONNECTION I NEVER MET..... ONE TIME, I ARRIVED IN PHILADELPHIA, AND CAUGHT A CAB FOR A 45 MINUTE RIDE, TO THE TOWNSHIP OF RADNER, THE RADNER HUNT CLUB, WHERE THE DOGS CHASE THE FOX, ON WEEKENDS, FOR THE RICH AND FAMOUS. I GAVE THE CABBY $50 AND WALKED UP TO A MASSIVE DOOR, ON THE COTTAGE, BELONGING TO THE GROUNDSKEEPER'S FAMILY. I KNOCKED AND A GIANT STATE TROOPER 6 AND A HALF FEET TALL, WITH 240 POUNDS OF SCULPTED MUSCLE, WEARING A SHOULDER HOLSTER AND IN T-SHIRT, WITH TROOPER PANTS, HELD UP BY SUSPENDERS, ADDRESSED ME LIKE I WAS FAMILY. HIS HAND ENGULFED MINE, BY TWICE THE MASS, AND FOUR TIMES THE STRENGTH, AS HE SMILED BEHIND THOSE CLEAR BLUE EYES. WE WALKED PAST A DINING ROOM, FILLED WITH KIDS, AND THEIR MOTHER; WHOM ALSO WAS A, "GIANT". I SAID HELL-O AND HOPED THEY DIDN'T TURN ON ME, AND EAT ME, FOR DINNER. THOSE KIDS, WERE RAVENOUS, AND I JUST HOPED I WASN'T ON THE MENU. HE LED ME TOWARD THE STUDY, WHERE ALL THE "SCALES" AND "DEALING APPARATUS" WAS KEPT. THE SCALE WAS ADJUSTED AND MADE READY FOR THE "KILO", I HAND CARRIED INTO THIS DEAL. WE UNWRAPPED IT, AND YOU COULD TELL IT WAS "REAL" JUST BY THE SMELL, AND LOOK. IT ALWAYS MAKES ME "FART", AND I GET A RUSH THAT MAKES ME "CRAP" WHEN I DO A FRESH LOAD. HE HAD A "HEAT BOX" THAT WOULD BE THE TEST FOR PURITY AND THIS KILO REGISTERED AT 96.5% EACH SNORTED A HEAVTY LINE AND FELT THE "RUSH". $50,000 DOLLARS EXCHANGES HANDS, AND I LEFT BY TAXI, TO "BRYNMAR" AND A GIRLFRIEND, THAT I SEEMED TO ENJOY COMPANY WITH; TO USE AND ABUSE EACH OTHER FOR A FEW DAYS EACH MONTH. "DEBBIE ROSEN", WAS A, "COKE WHORE" OF INTERNATIONAL RENOWN. I SEE SOME OF THESE PEOPLE DOWN ISLAND, AND EVERYONE SEEMS TO KNOW ABOUT ME, OR WHAT I REPRESENT, BECAUSE DEALS AND INQUIRIES ARE MADE ALL THE TIME BY STRANGERS THAT ARE EITHER SAFE, OR NOT. THERE IS ALWAYS A COP UNDERCOVER, OR A CROOK TRYING TO SET YOU UP, "HALF OF THE TIME" IN ALL DEALS OF $5,000 OR MORE IN THIS GAME. I USE MY INTUITION AND I MANAGED JUST FINE, UNTIL THE 80'S WHEN THE PIRATE COLUMBIANS AND JAMAICANS, AS WELL AS CUBANS, DOMINICANS, PURTO RICANS, MEXICANS, HONDURANS, AND RED NECK, COWBOYS, STARTED TO ORGANIZE AND ELIMINATE, "LONE WOLF" DEALERS LIKE ME. ALL ALONG THE WATCH TOWER, SIGNS OF TROUBLE AROSE, SO, I LEFT THE CARIBE FOR NEW ORLEANS, AND BEGAN LIFE AS A "PORTRAIT ARTIST". I WENT TO MY OFF SHORE ACCOUNT IN PANAMA AND ALMOST GOT ARRESTED BY THE GOVERNMENT. PANAMA AND NOREIGA STOLE EVERYONE'S MONEY. I HAD A BOAT, 47'10" HINKLEY, "ENCHANTED" THAT I GAVE AWAY, BECAUSE OF THE SURVELLANCE PLACED UPON IT BY THE GOVERNMENT IN STOCK ISLAND, FLORIDA. I HOOKED-UP WITH MY SECOND LADY, SHARI LAMB AND WE HAD 2 CHILDREN TOGETHER. SHE WAS A "PLAYER" THAT USED HER BEAUTY, TO "GET ER DONE" HER RED NECK POLICY OF ACCOMPLISHMENT. ANYTHING WAS FOR TRADE, OR SALE TO HER, AND I WAS UNWILLING TO NOTICE. MY KIDS WITH HER, AMBER AND THOMAS JR. WERE BRAIN WASHED, ALONG THE SAME LINES AS MY FIRST WIFE USED TO DESCRIBE MY EVIL, AND DEVIOUS NATURE. MY LIFE WAS SPENT ENJOYING ART, MUSIC, AND ENTERTAINMENT. THAT IS A DEFINITE SIGN OF DEAMON POSSESITION. I ATE OUT AT THE BEST RESTURANTS AND PLAYED MUSIC IN THE BEST JOINTS, WITH LEGENDS AND NOTORIOUS PLAYERS, ALL THROUGHOUT THE SOUTH, DURING THE 70'S AND 80'S. JANET SHARRI LAMB SECCHI, BRAINWASHED THE KIDS, AND GRANDKIDS, TO THIS DAY THEY BELIEVE HER, "BAD MEMORIES". I HOPE TO RECONCILE AND LEAVE IT OPEN TO ALL MY PROGENY. THE FRENCH QUARTER IS A SMALL AREA GOVERNED BY A DIFFERANT SET OF RULES. I WAS A PRINCE AMONGST PAUPERS THERE IN NEW ORLEANS, AND “BAD WHITE” IN THE GHETTO OF “TREME” AND THE 9TH WARD. I WORE IT PROUDLY.......I WAS PART OF, "THE CHARACTERS OF THE QUARTER" AND AND THEY WERE PART OF ME. "PORTRAIT ART", MAKES A REASONABLE WAGE, ALL YEAR LONG, BUT DEALING MAKES MORE THAN ANY 5 JOBS. THE JAZZ AND HERITAGE FESTIVAL PEOPLE, WERE FRIENDS, LOVERS, AND CUSTOMERS. HANK, FROM THE CHART ROOM BAR; UNCLE LARRY AND UNCLE AL FROM THE BASTILLE, AND JOHNNY WHITE'S SPORTS BAR BARTENDERS, AS WELL AS ALPINE LA BOHEME KREWE, PROVIDED ME PLENTY OF BUSINESS. I DELIVERED THE BEST COCAINE UNCUT, AND THAT WAS THE REASON. A $5 A GRAM PURCHASED FROM COLUMBIA THROUGH THE MAIL IN MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPER PACKAGES, THAT WERE DELIVERED TO MY HOME, AND ANOTHER DOZEN ADDRESSES. BECAME AN INDUSTRY FOR 20 YEARS. ROBERTO AND CONSUELO ROJAS FROM BARIO QUIROGA, IN COLUMBIA WERE MY TRUSTED CONNECTIONS, FOR A DECADE. I WOULD WIRE THEM $5,000, AND THEY WOULD SEND 160 OR SO, 30 GRAM PACKAGES TO ME, WITHOUT FAIL, WHICH I WOULD RECIEVE AND SEND THEM, ANOTHER $5,000 FOR THEIR PARTICIPATION. $10 A GRAM FOR "PURE COKE", THAT SPARKLED AND SHINED LIKE DIAMONDS AND SMELLED LIKE "ETHER". IT WAS REALLY "ADDICTIVE", AND BOTH OF US WERE STRUNG OUT. I'D DO A COUPLE OF GRAMS EVERYDAY. "FREEBASE" MEANT THAT YOU REDUCED THE COKE, WITH A LITTLE CHEMISTRY, BAKEING SODA AND WATER WITH HEAT TO CAUSE REDUCTION. THAT MADE ROCKS WHICH I SMOKED; IN A WATER PIPE LIT; WITH A BENZOMATIC TORCH. I GOT SO HIGH, I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE EVERYDAY, AND EVERYNIGHT. AFTER A MARDI GRAS SEASON," I DECIDED TO TAKE "SHARI", ACROSS COUNTRY, TO VISIT VARIOUS FRIENDS AND FIENDS. AUSTIN TEXAS, HAD A GREAT MUSIC COMMUNITY, THAT CENTERED AROUND "ARMADILLO WORLD", WHERE I PLAYED FOR 10,000 PEOPLE, AS I OPENED FOR "THE OUTLAWS" WAYLON AND WILLIE NELSON AND WE STAYED ON LAKE TRAVIS BY A MUSICIANS, "PAD", “STEVIE RAY” AND DID COKE FOR A MONTH. I LEFT FOR COLORADO AND MY FIENDS IN BASALT, AND TELLURIDE. I SOLD ART FOR AN ASPEN GALLERY THAT PAID ME TO RIP-OFF THEIR STORAGE LOCKER; OF OLD PHOTOGRAPHIC IMAGES OF, "THE OLD WEST", AND NATIVE AMERICAN INDIANS. THOSE "CURTIS PRINTS" WERE SOLD IN TELLURIDE TO "WOODY" FROM THE NUGGET BAR AND RESTAURANT. WE STAYED AROUND FOR A MONTH AND HEADED FOR SAN FRANCISCO BAY AREA, AND WERE GOING TOWARD "HAWAII" AFTER THAT. I HAD A STASH AND CASH, AND A MGBT CAR TO SELL. WE HOOKED UP AT THE MARIN COUNTY FLEA MARKET, SOLD THE CAR AND LEFT WITHIN A WEEK. I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND AN HONEST WOMAN IN THE BARS I VISIT, THEY ARE "PLAYERS" AND "GOLD DIGGING COKE WHORES" THAT I FALL IN LOVE WITH. THEY LOVE "THE FREE COKE", NEVER ME. ONCE IN BASALT, COLORADO “PHILLY LOU” GAVE ME $5,000 AND A ROUND TRIP TICKET TO BOGOTA JUST TO SET UP A CONNECTION THAT WOULD MAIL PACKAGES. I TOOK THE BAIT, WENT TO COLUMBIA AND RETURNED IN A WEEK. I IMMEDIATELY KNEW SHARI AND LOU WERE FUCKING AND SUCKING THAT WHOLE TIME I WAS GONE. UPON INSPECTION HER ORRIFICES WERE RAW AND ABUSED, EVEN HER ANUS. I SNATCHED HER AWAY AND HEADED TOWARD ASPEN WHERE WE STAYED AT THE JEROME HOTEL WHILE MY PACKAGES ARRIVED IN THE ASPEN POST OFFICE UNDER GENERAL DELIVERY. I HAD A STASH OF 100 GRAMS, AND $3,000. LOU GOT HIS 100 GRAMS AND BROKEN HEARTED WHEN I LEFT WITH MY WIFE. SHE WAS THE MOST ATTENTIVE COCK SUCKER I EVER MET. SHE COULD WORK IT FOR HOURS WHEN I WAS BINGING ON COKE AND KEEPING A SOLID ERECTION. I THINK SHE REALLY LIKED HIM, BECAUSE SHE CALLED OUT HIS NAME, IN HER SLEEP A FEW TIMES. JUST MUMBLES AND GARBLED SLEEP TALK. I WAS JEALOUS AND OUT OF LOVE, BORED WITH HER FAKE ORGASM'S. WHEN WE ARRIVED ON MAUI, SHE WAS PREGNANT AND REALLY PISSED BECAUSE I WOULDN'T ALLOW AN ABORTION. WE WERE HAVING A BOY THAT NEVER LIKED ME, DOESN'T LOOK LIKE ME, AND I QUESTION HIS DNA. I THINK LOU MIGHT BE THE FATHER. AMBER IS MY DAUGHTER, BUT ESTRANGED AND HATEFUL. THOSE 2 CHILDREN NEVER COMMUNICATE EVEN THOUGH THEY RECIEVED SUPPORT MONIES THE ENTIRE TIME. LIFE HAS A WAY OF TURNING ON YOU, AND NEVER ALLOWING THINGS TO CHANGE. THATS JUST THE WAY IT IS. ARIEL NUGENT IS ANOTHER CHILD OF MINE THAT HATES ME AND I NEVER EVEN MET HER 1 TIME IN THIS LIFE. MEAN AND CRUEL CHILDREN THAT BELIEVE THEY ARE RIGHT. I FORGIVE THEM, FOREVER.

 

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As an Artist, I want to compare myself to my life's representation. I want more material that I can't afford. If I rely on silence to obtain my objective, I will fail, but in my immediate community I am considered a failure anyway. I chose to be an Oil-painter full time. Using History as an example, I decided to self-educate, and become the expert from scratch, just by a constant application. This self taught approach leaves me in a solitary position of advice and consultation. If I list the academies and schools of higher learning, there are many I have visited and audited for information, and financial aid. Scamming the education system to finance Art. Then, I was Homeless, unable to integrate into society without approval. I was just a Crazy Person drooling on canvases with oil, in fits of undetermined origin. The end result was considered documents of proof that “My Art” had no redeeming value and I was banned from exposure due to the politics of the sheeple. They go along with all the decisions that all Local “Art Societies” abide. “Outsider Art”, is a forbidden subject and its representatives are considered Evil, and a threat to Organized Art Societies Members that still owed on their student loans, and barely survived at all, upon their meager earnings. They Hate Me in a Natural and Organic Process. The Caste System and An Art Mafia, will make a decision soon on my disposal, and eradication of all related material. I will never be acknowledged alive, but all of a sudden, “Discovered” after My Demise. Then My Dreams will Be Satisfied, and I will amass a discriminating following, that will sing praises to my accomplishment. He was a Great Artist & Oil-Painter.Thats all He Ever Really Wanted To Do.              ALOHA

 

 

Recent Exhibits

THOMAS JOHN TAYLOR participated in these exhibits:

Oct, 2013 "ART SHOW FROM THE LAVA FLOW"
REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
 
Dec, 2012 ART SHOW FROM THE LAVA FLOW
REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
 
Nov, 2012 SABO IMAGERY
REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
 
Apr, 2012 ART SHOW FROM THE LAVA FLOW
REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
 
Dec, 2011 ART SHOW FROM THE LAVA FLOW
REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
 
Sep, 2011 ART SHOW FROM THE LAVA FLOW
REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
 
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Exhibited at these venues
THOMAS JOHN TAYLOR has Exhibited at these venues:

REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII
curated at these venues
THOMAS JOHN TAYLOR has curated at these venues:

REEDSBAY RESORT HOTEL, HILO, HAWAII

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