A number years ago my
ex-wife Dianne and I worked in the same building for the state of
Utah. She worked one floor above me. We often had been to and home
from work together in my wheelchair accessible van. Even though we
worked in the same building we never really saw each other. Dianne of
course made many friends at her office and as is with many offices
there is always one person who is trying to sell stuff to all their
employee friends. When Dianne took a position, still with the State,
or upstairs colleague continued to sell her items. Which resulted in
me having to pack whatever was purchased home from the building I
work in. This really was not a problem except for making connections.
Connections are always a challenge it seems like for me. The agency
plan worked with when we're in the same building was a security
meaning the doors were locked and you had to go through clearances to
access the area. This was not a big deal and I really did not have a
problem doing so the process was always cumbersome.
It seemed like deliveries
came monthly for Dianne and I would leave my office go down to the
elevator and lift up to the third floor. There are a the package
actually elevator, down to my office and eventually home. I became a
pack a pack animal, a beast of burden, a burro. It was about the same
time that I began sketching donkeys or burro's. I don't think the
burros were very aesthetic but they were fun to mess around with. I
developed a number of burros but four or five kept showing up in my
drawings. I liked these burros and other people did to. I find it
difficult to even label these endeavors drawings these little burros
are just squiggles in many cases not even worthy of being called art
or and art form. This is a clear case example of what would be
wrecked if I were ever to get in to art school or art classes over at
community college. I would end up creating figures that look like,
like burros, hand-drawn renditions four-legged mammals used to carry
burdens of all types.
I decided to do a
collection and titled that collection Burros Of The Apocalypse or
BOTA, for no apparent reason except I like the way Burros Of
The Apocalypse sounded. This title is played with my mind over the
years since, and if are really talented and good I would've could've
made a comic book or strip for Burros. I even sold a number of
individual drawings but this was to a friend of mine and I think he
was just toying with me but it felt good all the same four images at
25 bucks an image is a fast cool hundred bucks. I'm going to revisit
Burros Of The Apocalypse , is not the apocalypse concept the general
concept of cute little burros nothing else just to see where the
burros go and what the burros do. I want to thank Dianne for her
support in this project. She is always loved his little beasts and
encouraged me to keep developing them which I think I will do.
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