Carl Art:A rambler, a gambler & a purveyor of american music. Chronicler of the city of Flint, MI: reincarnation of the 1960’s Greenwich Village. - When asked, “What do you think, truthfully?” He said, “Truthfully… I like to think of myself as a song and dance man.” - var _gaq = _gaq || []; _gaq.push(['_setAccount', 'UA-1594648-4']); _gaq.push(['_trackPageview']); (function() { var ga = document.createElement('script'); ga.type = 'text/javascript'; ga.async = true; ga.src = ('https:' == document.location.protocol ? 'https://ssl' : 'http://www') + '.google-analytics.com/ga.js'; var s = document.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]; s.parentNode.insertBefore(ga, s); })(); Tumblr (3.0; @asonganddanceman)http://carlart.org/<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4sqaxhKSI1qc1ocuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><p class="p1">Small World by Carl Art<br/> Part of the iPhone Exercise</p></p>http://carlart.org/post/24005972776http://carlart.org/post/24005972776Tue, 29 May 2012 14:06:33 -0400Carl ArtiPhoneExerciseWolrdGlobeSunLightEarthCloudsSkyPicturePhotoiPhone 4SiPhoto MobileiOS<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4e6ruECKU1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Hall of the Bleeding Hearts by Carl Art<br/> Part of the iPhone Exercise</p>http://carlart.org/post/23499836333http://carlart.org/post/23499836333Mon, 21 May 2012 17:38:18 -0400bleedingheartflowerphotoCarl ArtiPhoneexercisepictureFlintMichiganartprettyhall<iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/o1ZHxDwuXVM?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/><p>Memories Official Trailer</p>http://carlart.org/post/23361675260http://carlart.org/post/23361675260Sat, 19 May 2012 14:18:50 -0400<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m49fgntVHQ1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>a Buddha by Carl Art<br/> Part of the iPhone exercise</p>http://carlart.org/post/23339590294http://carlart.org/post/23339590294Sat, 19 May 2012 03:57:59 -0400Carl ArtBuddhaPhotoiPhoneLight<p>Hercules, Christ &amp; Buddha walk into a bar&#8230;</p> <p>Bartender: (Looks at Hercules) Free drinks for the son of god!<br/> Hercules: Thanks!<br/> Bartender: (Looks at Christ) Free drinks for the son of god!<br/> Christ: Thanks!<br/> Bartender: (Looks at Buddha) So, what do you want?<br/> Buddha: Inner Peace.<br/> Bartender: That&#8217;ll be $7.75.</p>http://carlart.org/post/22864175163http://carlart.org/post/22864175163Fri, 11 May 2012 18:49:14 -0400BarBartenderDrinksPeaceSonGodHerculesChristBuddha<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rl7nZINc1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>by Carl Art</p> <p>Another photo from the iPhone Exercise series.</p>http://carlart.org/post/22766705258http://carlart.org/post/22766705258Thu, 10 May 2012 01:20:36 -0400Carl ArtiPhoneexerciseflowerspinkmutedcoloriPhoto MobileiOSiPhotomobilephotophotographphotographyimagepictureartartisticFlintMIMay Flowers<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oqeg3iIQ1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>by Carl Art</p> <p>Part of the iPhone Exercise Series</p>http://carlart.org/post/22635067773http://carlart.org/post/22635067773Mon, 07 May 2012 23:44:00 -0400Carl ArtbladeexerciseflowergrassiPhoneleafphotorainwaterwetdrop<iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ganYMc2iyBg?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/><p>Memories (Teaser Trailer)</p>http://carlart.org/post/21437800953http://carlart.org/post/21437800953Fri, 20 Apr 2012 11:35:38 -0400<p>A man rode in to town, but no one knows his name, where he came from or how things got this way.<br/> Well that man he decided to stay. He said, &#8220;You can call me Jesse James.&#8221;<br/> He walks right up to the painted figurine and says, &#8220;Babe, I know you ain&#8217;t the one to blame.&#8221;<br/> She asked him if he&#8217;d like to sign her cast. He says, &#8220;That&#8217;s okay babe, not today.&#8221;</p> <p>He goes over to the poet, the Joker and the aging chain smoker.<br/> He says, &#8220;How are you goodfellas doing today? They say, &#8220;You see that star in the sky? It means we best be on our way.&#8221;<br/> Jesse says, &#8220;My friends that&#8217;s the sun.&#8221; The goodfellas say, &#8220;We know that&#8217;s why we got to run.<br/> Have a good day Mr. James, maybe we&#8217;ll meet again up there someday.&#8221;</p> <p>- This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly<br/> And how they lived out the rest of their lives<br/> In a simple town know only as Riddle.<br/> This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly. -</p> <p>Jesse stumbled over to the men that have come home. He says, &#8220;You remind me of me and how I use to roam.&#8221;<br/> Jesse looked in the eyes of the first man who said his name was Robin Hood.<br/> Jesse locked eyes with the second man who said, &#8220;My names Jesus Christ, how you been?&#8221;<br/> Jesse went over to the third man, but it was just a mirror. </p> <p>In middle town Jesse found a man, who made enough food for two, and a ship going down.<br/> Feeling parched Jesse heads for the bar. When he opens the doors he sees a man headed east.<br/> Another man bust in waving his gun around his head. The man headed east is now laying dead.<br/> Jesse sits down at the bar and ordered a drink. And he then realizes someone is sitting next to him</p> <p>- This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly<br/> And how they lived out the rest of their lives<br/> In a simple town know only as Riddle.<br/> This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly. -</p> <p>It&#8217;s a lady who says, &#8220;I like the way you play Mr. James… I like the way you play.&#8221;<br/> Jesse is struck by the Lady. He thinks its what she said, but then realizes it is something to do with her eyes.<br/> &#8220;I recognize everyone else in this town,&#8221; he says, &#8220;but you seem familiar in a unfamiliar way.&#8221;<br/> She says, &#8220;I just arrived yesterday&#8230; Wait&#8230; maybe it was tomorrow.&#8221;</p> <p>He says, &#8220;My name is Jesse James.&#8221; She says, &#8220;I know.&#8221; He says, &#8220;What you go by?&#8221; She says, &#8220;The Lady with fireflies for eyes.&#8221;<br/> He says, &#8220;That&#8217;s mouthful, how about I just call you Firefly?&#8221; She thinks for a moment and says, &#8220;Yeah, that&#8217;s fine.&#8221;</p> <p>- This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly<br/> And how they lived out the rest of their lives<br/> In a simple town know only as Riddle.<br/> This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly<br/> And how they lived out the rest of their lives<br/> In a simple town know only as Riddle.<br/> This is the story of Jesse James and Firefly. -</p>http://carlart.org/post/20553737515http://carlart.org/post/20553737515Thu, 05 Apr 2012 19:29:34 -0400<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1owgwD43Y1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>If I’m not pissing someone off, then I’m not doing it right.</p>http://carlart.org/post/20163567417http://carlart.org/post/20163567417Fri, 30 Mar 2012 04:48:32 -0400Carl ArtCorvairRoadTrip<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1mkqv2IXV1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>What people don’t realize is I have always been electric… In every sense of the word.</p>http://carlart.org/post/20098417868http://carlart.org/post/20098417868Wed, 28 Mar 2012 22:40:07 -0400Carl Art<p>She had fireflies for eyes<br/> He only knew what he did not know<br/> Like how cold it could grow</p> <p>And then she would walk into the room<br/> And it felt like summer but it was not June<br/> It was her at the end of January</p> <p>When he looked at the fireflies dancing in her eyes<br/> He felt like the jack-o&#8217;-lantern of July<br/> He took in his breath and let out a sigh</p> <p>Only to find she had brought him cheese and wine<br/> In return he made her a sign<br/> But it&#8217;s probably much too hard to find</p> <p>So she took him by the hand and led him to the floor<br/> And while he danced, she soared<br/> And she seems a muse as she floats above the floor</p> <p>And he looks into her eyes that are filled with fireflies<br/> They circle around like the halo of an angel and they glow<br/> Yes they glow</p> <p>What once seemed lost when the ship went down<br/> Now seems found<br/> A queen without a crown</p> <p>He hears what she sees she sees what he hears<br/> As the windows rearrange into doors it becomes <br/> clear</p> <p>As she looks into his eyes <br/> And says I&#8217;m not sure how long this can last<br/> He says I understand</p> <p>The flame that burns twice as bright<br/> Burns half as long<br/> And we have burned so very bright</p> <p>He finds himself trading his mind for more time <br/> To watch the sunrise <br/> With the lady who has fireflies for eyes</p> <p>She has fireflies for eyes</p> <p><br/> - Dedicated to the Lady who has fireflies for eyes</p>http://carlart.org/post/20010655232http://carlart.org/post/20010655232Tue, 27 Mar 2012 11:45:03 -0400FireflySongCarl Art<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m171cpoUhA1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>by Kelley Dutcher</p>http://carlart.org/post/19631407898http://carlart.org/post/19631407898Tue, 20 Mar 2012 13:17:12 -0400artcharcoaldrawingKelley Dutcher<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyc29wtTzS1qbta5uo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://carlart.org/post/16457470177http://carlart.org/post/16457470177Wed, 25 Jan 2012 03:19:23 -0500<p>What are the costs of making something great? What do the many know of sacrifice? Is it not true that you must first have, to be able to sacrifice? With nothing to give what good is it to meet with the Devil at the crossroads? What good is the answer if you were not asking the right question?</p>http://carlart.org/post/14057854301http://carlart.org/post/14057854301Sun, 11 Dec 2011 16:36:15 -0500QuestionSacrificePunishmentFreedomLoveCarl Art<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw15kzAzGC1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Still Life</p>http://carlart.org/post/14057405927http://carlart.org/post/14057405927Sun, 11 Dec 2011 03:14:59 -0500Love SeatPosterCalendarCorkboardCarl Art<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvz6yzOck21qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Pré-Lit Evening<br/> (there is a coaster, you box dropping Man-Ape thing)</p>http://carlart.org/post/14005378162http://carlart.org/post/14005378162Sat, 10 Dec 2011 01:49:47 -0500Mink OilPartridgesPotteryCoasterBoxDroppingMan-ApeCarl Art<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvyqw3NwqR1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Narnia or Bust</p>http://carlart.org/post/13991494544http://carlart.org/post/13991494544Fri, 09 Dec 2011 20:02:27 -0500Carl ArtNarniaGoatPanWinterMichigan<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvi7s8yxbb1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Michigan Winter</p>http://carlart.org/post/13573146581http://carlart.org/post/13573146581Wed, 30 Nov 2011 21:48:08 -0500MichiganWinterCarl Art<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lucpb7x48r1qc1ocuo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>Branch</p>http://carlart.org/post/12515923380http://carlart.org/post/12515923380Tue, 08 Nov 2011 11:47:31 -0500