JIM DORAN

PORT AUTHORITY in the LAND OF THE DEAD

No one is lonely in the Land of the Dead.

This is part two of “In the Eye of the Beholder,” where I consider the mourning aspect of “eye miniatures.” It would be a fine thing if we could still visit with our Loves by gazing into their painted eye portrait, should we become separated by the veil of physical mortality.

Here, we have a street scene at the Port Authority of the Land of the Dead (inside another eye rinse cup) complete with hanging skull lanterns, musicians and the smallest raccoon I’ve yet to draw.

 

Circus Fantastique Draft

This is a draft for one of my ArtScape submissions – the Midway banner exhibition.  I talked with them two days ago about another proposal and it’s looking good so far. Finger’s crossed. I’m so excited (but don’t want to jinx it).

This is a circus I’d totally like to attend. To meet Frida and Groucho and Ben…not to mention everyone else in the ether.

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And…what would you ask a famous person from the other side?

The Other Side of Halloween

All Saints’ Day. Day of the Dead. Dia de los Muertos.

I love Halloween and this time of year. Frankly, it goes downhill after daylight savings time until Spring rolls around again, what with the cold and lack of undead peeps about.

The people who we love that pass on never really leave us. I talk to them daily. And today, we remembered those who aren’t physically among us anymore.
Tim Cookson

From Tim

Tim Cookson

LaLa and Pop in Panama

Above:

  • Where the Wild Things Are (the Dorans).
  • Mix tape made for me by Tim Cookson, who died in the service of our country.
  • Photos of Tim – one shows him playing drums while recording one of the two songs we wrote together as “the Infected. “
  • My favorite photo of my grandfather and father together in Panama.

 

I love you and miss you.