Artist "Toe Knee" Stenger

STILL HOLDS TRUE!...nice...

Doomer (Doomsday Theorist) interview-Eliot Soft White Underbelly interview and portrait of Eliot, a doomer in Santa Barbara, California.Here's a link to a GoFundMe campaign to help some of the people ...

Running out of people to p**s off. However, getting used to it. Might be early dementia. .. Here's a little philosophy; instead of facebook, why not vacuum the floors (your own, that is... ok...you can vacuum my floors too...maybe)? And, yes, I am going to take my own advice, and not come back until I do just that. I will vacuum my floors, then give facebook another try. What I am saying is there seems to be at least one ass**** in the shadows that slithers just into view and pronounces some b.s. and I notice I get lost in a dialogue that means nothing... ok... I play a part, I let them engage me... I took the bait. but anyway... I like the quiet offline more... just sayin... BUT then again; . Facebook makes more money if you battle it out. We know this, so I pay attention to what gets thrown onto my feed. Algorithms just bait... don't take the bait... remember... that's just bait... don't grab it. The clock is ticking. OK... how about the "vacuum the floors challenge", of course it's not going to work here, since nobody reads these. Which I really love, by the way. REALLY. Back in 1999, after having all kinds of visions and weeping for the loss of everything, I realized it's ok if the earth kills itself. I did my best to make a difference since then, but we see what everybody allows/is choosing. Facebook won't save us/you/them... If you get a chance, take a simple step back into the"real"world and offer one eye contact moment of respect to what you have been walking by all these years...and if you have a chance, try just a tiny fraction of kindness to a stranger, for no other reason than you might want some yourself too. or maybe just because you can. so there. Meanwhile you can a place a bet on the eventual end of everything if you want here, on facebook, on your own time, in your own way... or make a difference whether it holds steady for long or not... do it anyway... try being kind... ; (and JUST IN CASE here's a link; you might discover a channel that will help skew your vision back to the center of the road "the soft white underbelly");

Doomer (Doomsday Theorist) interview-Eliot Soft White Underbelly interview and portrait of Eliot, a doomer in Santa Barbara, California.Here's a link to a GoFundMe campaign to help some of the people ...

"Road to a Horizon" 23x35 Oil over Acrylic on recycled cork board Stenger Feb 2022. This painting was started (and finished) in it's previous incarnation it was VERY ABSTRACT and minimalist. Last night, I decided to let it fly to it's destiny. This includes priming the backside which will eventually make this a two sided Artwork..."cause the backside is sometimes as good as the front side...why not?" - Stenger ARTintoLIFE Studio 2- 2022

I am an expert in NOT BEING AN EXPERT.. but from time to time I can put a few good colors side by side with a brush... "go figure"...

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When I was a kid, about 10 years old, I started a comic strip which was to continue for about 2 years printed in our local Mt.Healthy newspaper. Here we have a rough draft of my comic strip, "Patches of Alachy", this one from approx 1967. I recently rediscovered this draft in my archives, and I know I have as many as 12 other ones that I was astute enough to keep safe all this time...the rest are lost... so it goes, there it went! My best friend was my dog, Patches, who was 1/2 Beagle and 1/2 GermanShepherd. He had a wide body and stood a little taller than most Beagles. He was my confidant, my buddy, we went for long, long walks - So it seemed natural to design a comic strip dedicated to his adventures. There are about 2 years of comics stashed away somewhere...I hope I find them all some day... It was a great series! So I say...anyway... So...anyway, during this timeframe I was also writing essays and getting prizes, designed a dogfood brand concept for a national dogfood company and won a GREAT Husky 5 speed fender chromed bicycle. Seems peculiar to me nowadays that I WAS ALSO defending my fellow classmates from bullies At the grade school, having fist fights out back or our playground surrounded by all the other kids... WHERE WERE THE TEACHERS? This dichotomy of my growing up stretched reality also continued into high school, when bullied by the seniors on our bus, it was I who stood up and defended everyone...got my nose broken a couple times through out all this... what in the world? Seems amazing to me these days...