John's Big Head

"Why does the Doctor Have No Face and other Illusions"

2006-09-01T05:46:00.000-07:00

Eccentric Outsider Artist Head Almost Explodes

Before I go to karaoke tonight I ought to finish the sculpture that I am working on. It's a little piece, the figure of a man made from found objects; a block of wood, pieces of a worn out mop handle, an old paint brush, a bolt, and a few other bits of this and that. It's painted red, white, and blue. The bolt protrudes disproportionately large from the lower torso and is painted purple, something resembling a whopper of a throbbing erection. I need to find a small cylinder to add to the sculpture. I'll paint it to look like an oil drum. Someplace on the base of the piece I'll scribble the title, "Bush got a purple knob".

Two things have been running through my head in the last 24 hours plaguing my waking hours and my sleep. The first being, what would I sing at karaoke tonight and the second of no less importance have been ponderings about the recent wave of bombings in Turkey.

See the rest of this insightful essay and more eccentric outsider art here.

Outsider Artist gets new EYES

2006-05-26T07:03:00.000-07:00

More Yeni Gozler - New Eyes

Sometimes I think that my big head is going to explode. I got so much ART inside it just waiting to come out. But it is weird, it comes out in spurts - just spurts out of my ears and and nose and onto the canvas. I shake my head back a forth, from side to side to try to get as much as possible on the canvas. I have a new site called Yeni Gozler, which is new eye in Turkish. The colorful outsider art by eccentric outsider artist aka John Dog can be found there.

On the yenigozler.com site which features also moreconventionall semi-abstract coffee cup outside art, I write -

I have new eyes. I can see clearly now and believe this is the most significant work that I have produced in a long time. Eight years ago at the age of 40 I was told that I was developing cataracts. My eyes were getting worse and worse, but every time I went to the doctor he or she said, "They weren't ready yet." I moved to Istanbul, taught, and painted.

This past Fall I took a break from painting and stumbled around Ecuador half blind. I started to worry that it might be a more severe problem. As a visually oriented person it is extremely dis-orienting not to be able to see well. When I came back to Turkey the doctor said, "It was only cataracts and they are ready." I had the operations and can now see better than I could since childhood. It is difficult to explain as an artist what it means to have vision, to be able to see clearly. If you were in Istanbul in April you could have come to a terrific restaurant, Sade Kahve, on theBosphorous and saw the actual paintings. But now to look into my eyes, look deep into my eyes, you will have to visit the web site and you will see a bit through them.

Here are a few other sites of interest:
cup o' joe has eccentric outsider art coffee cups
eccentric art has some kind of psycho art babble and eccentric outsider art
outside art is an oldie but a goodie with different outsider art on it
ENJOY

Weird Mail to Weird Male Eccentric Outsider Art Maker

2005-09-18T00:17:00.000-07:00

Maybe, This is Another Conspiracy against Eccentric Outsider Artist, The John Dog.
by John DAgostino

I got a really really strange mail the other day. I am not sure if it is genuine or not. Maybe it is a scam. Maybe it is a CIA set up. They have been after me for a long time now. The CIA is mentioned in the letter, so I don't think that they would reveal themselves if it was a sting operation. I have friends that know people in the military and they know people who know people who know people. What is proposed is possible and it is a hell of a lot of money. My head was spinning like a top when I read it. Could be the letter was soaked in some type of psychedelic drug that could be absorbed through the skin. Read the letter so you'll know what I am talking about. I responded to the letter kind of coolly to test the waters.

Hello John Dog
You may be surprised to receive this letter from me since you do not know me personally, or maybe you do and do not remember our meeting many years ago in what seems like another life. The purpose of my letter of introduction is that I am Esther Harry, the wife of late Mr. Paul Harry, who was not so recently murdered in a land dispute in Zimbabwe. His death was like a bizarre scary dream. His foes drugged him and made him ride a bicycle race down hill but very slowly. The slowest one would win the race. Chief Aguinaldo was there and he sent my old man down on a rickety bike to his death. I knew danger lay ahead, so I didn't even mount my bike.

General Funston was engaged in capturing the rebel chief, Aguinaldo, and for a few moments both man and boy observed the occurrence with rapt attention. My soon to be dead husband met a giant shadow over head. The shadow turns out to be a woman and descends. As her feet touch the ground one can see that she is a normal looking mousy type; a white woman. As this scene rolled on little did anyone realize what was happening in the nearby forest. (But I the narrator of this tale caught a glint with my mind's eye and I looked through my cerebral periscope to see a disturbing sight.)

A vision showing the secret tunnel of the Russian communists, with the conspirators carrying dynamite to a recess underneath the palace of the King, the gentleman leading the way uttered a long sigh and asked: Will you sell that box? Mean while my husband Paul is speaking with the woman. They talk and maybe he makes a pass at her and she gets mad and her head turns into huge skull with flesh dripping off it. I believe the tunnel traversed the same road where Ester Harry's husband met his fate.

The mousy white woman attacks, Mr. Harry's screams are muffled as the woman devours his head, cut to top of hill, a boy (narrator) and a girl of 12 (Ester Harry) walk home to a small city – a bustling city. A man in a sleek silver car pulls up. A dark pocked face man hisses to me in Spanish, "Will you sell that black box?" No, answered Esther, shortly, and put her delicate hand back into her pocket

I'll give you a million dollars to control the sale of the negra in Chicago alone, continued the nasty smelling gentleman, with an eager inflection in his smooth voice. (I am finding it difficult to stay out of this story and approach it objectively as a narrator should.) My toes are muddy. I told him that we had no black box.

The car speeds off, dust and gravel flying. The dust settles and I see the tears in Esther's eyes. The day has taken its toll, but there are still chores to do and things to pick up at the market. I go to the corner bottle shop to buy some red wine. Esther goes in the grocer's market.

General Funston is sitting in a car waiting for the girl to come back from shopping. Suddenly, the top of his car is crushed, windshield and driver side windows broken. The plain woman talks to him through the broken glass, her giant hand resting on top of the car. She is after him. She knows he gave the orders that sent Mr. Paul Harry to his death. The general does not realize that it is this small mousy woman who has just demolished his vehicle. The general has his colt 45 side arm on the seat. He feels no fear, senses no danger.

He asks the plain woman how much for a blow. Then he says better yet why don't you suck me for free and he reaches for the gun. Plain woman gets mad, turns into skull monster and bites his head off quicker than you can say, "No way Jose." The general's headless torso hangs out of car door window blood squirting from the veins that used to pass blood to his cancerously corrupt head. Cut to inside of store where the girl is shopping as skull woman is walking down street and turns back into normal plain woman

My dearest John, I saw your picture in the business news and I believe that you are a matured man now. You will always understand what life is, you should understand that a lot are called but few are chosen. Before I disclose this transaction to you, it took me time to do this, because the business is very confidential to me and I don't want to make any mistake. Please, believe me this is the only thing my late husband left for me, as if he knew that God was going to take him soon. The black box is here with me in London.

Before the death of my late husband, he had taken me to Holland to deposit the negra in the vault of a private security company that he owned. I recently sold it to the CIA for $17.5 million {seventeen million five hundred thousand united state dollars} so that the Cuban communists could not get it. I have not yet passed the black box to the CIA agent, a Mr. William Jones. How ever I need something from you. I need for you to comfort me again by assisting me receive these funds in your country. It will enable me join you over in America for a profitable life time investment with you, my secret dream for so many years.

There is more looming danger in Zimbabwe and we have a great opportunity before us. I know in America it is very easy to get guns, explosives and high tech military equipment. I know you are a handsome and resourceful business man as well as an eccentric outsider artist. Both of those things are excellent cover that will help us complete our investment together- an investment that will funnel tonnes of money into our pockets through the sale of precious gems.
I am very anxious for you to contact me. I had a vision of a plain white woman who will come to our aid, if we act quickly. In my dream vision she consumes our major enemies. We will have free access to the mines. But we will need protection while until we complete our operation and return to America with BILLIONS of dollars worth of stones.

Do you remember me now? Do you remember when you visited our farm in Zimbabwe as a small child? You were there for me then after my husband died then you disappeared a few months later. I thought you were dead too until I saw your photo in the business news and the scar on your right temple. Try to remember.

This whole problem came when Zimbabwean president Mr. Robert Mugabe first introduced a land act reform which wholly affected the rich white farmers and some few black farmers. I am saddled with the responsibility of seeking a genuine foreign account where the money that we make could be deposited without the knowledge of my government who are bent on taking everything we have got. I know you were just a little boy, but try to remember. Can you also help me get the guns and other things we need?. I await your reply patiently, but the skull woman said we haven't much time left.

Yours faithfully,Esther Harry.
note: my email address. estherwallies@yahoo.co.uk

Hello Esther,
I have currently read your note. About your situation I will have to think about your proposal due to the fact we are not emotionally nor are we mentally bonded. I am sorry for your husband's death. However, my memories of youth are very scarce, vague, and blurred. Please, if you can send any photos of me and my family as a child that would be wonderful. I am an orphan and know nothing of anything since I was 6 years old. If I were to help you, I don't want anything except your friendship and what ever info you can provide on my early years.

dirty old outsider artist

2005-08-31T05:33:00.000-07:00

Dear Readers,
September and October could be slow months for posting. Who knows, sometimes I get inspired. But I have some other projects in the works that I need to attend to. Hope you have enjoyed August posts on my great new outsider artist blog – notes of a dirty old outsider artist, which is based on the title of Charles Bukowski's book – notes of a dirty old man, so is the design of the site. I wrote some brief descriptions of all my August blogs.
Click on a link in the description to go to an August blog page

Here are a list of August posts on the blog

Blogs Inspired by the Buk

Go Easy on the Beaver – Chapter One of a wild ride thru the mind of the John Dog, an awesome eccentric outsider artist. Buk enters my brain and things get insane. Please, tell him to stop it.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_811.html –
Aug 11

Mo' Ramblin' – The party and it is outrageous, outsider artist John Dog, the Dude, the Buk, and some Russian girls get sloppy drunk and have an orgy. Find out what going on in the closet.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_812.html –
Aug 12

Cleanliness Is next to... – How does he do it? I don't know. Besides being a consistently good outsider artist the John Dog is a high powered chick magnet.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_813.html –
Aug 13

Thrown for A Loop – There he goes again that crazy eccentric outsider artist is always getting into trouble with the women. Will the John Dog ever learn?http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_814.html –
Aug 14

Bowling and Balling – Big Ern enters into my world and hell breaks loose. Get the bare facts about bare naked ladies from the most creative outsider artist, John Dog
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_820.html –
Aug 20

Jesus Cops an Attitude – Nobody fucks wid da Jesus, as that wild outsider artist John Dog and the rest of the gang found out. Chapter 6 of Bukish blogging.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_821.html–
Aug 21

Bear Epilogue – A wonderful ending to a story from a wonderful outsider artist who tells how two bad guys get it in the end. http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_829.html -
Aug. 29

Blogs Inspired by God and Satan

Sharing the Wealth – Generous outsider artist makes great art and shares the wealth. Lovely ladies from around the world.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_831.html –
Aug 31

95 degrees in the shade – blissful outsider artist reaches nirvana
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_830.html -
Aug 30

Deception Point – When he is not making great outsider art, John Dog is doing book reviews and plugging his brother's super blog 1, super blog 2, super blog 3, super blog 4
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_828.html –
Aug 28

Tell Me Lies – The best dirty old outsider artist in the world brings you fibs and fables from the internet.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_827.html –
Aug 27

Trying to Be Good – John Dog likes to cuss, but today this exciting outsider artist ain't gonna cuss – I swear it.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_826.html –
Aug 26

In and Out of It – Soon to be famous outsider artist , buy my work now, tells a story of a very strange day in the life of an eccentric outsider art maker.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_824.html –
Aug 24

Titties and Beer – How do you fight a demon or devil that has crawled up your ass and is vexing your soul. The ever curious eccentric outsider artist John Dog explores the subject. http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_823.html –
Aug 23

Cheap Flights to Amsterdam – Welcome to the Hotel Amsterdam, you can check out any time you like but you can never leave as this eccentric outsider artist found out.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_822.html –
Aug 22

The Blues Is Killing Me – The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly sides of life as told by that outsider artist who everyone loves to hate, John Dog. I'm fighting back, damn it.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_819.html –
Aug 19

Where Is My Hat – Massively popular eccentric outsider artist John Dog tells tales of how every time he meets a big celebrity he some how looses his hat – very weird
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_818.html –
Aug 18

Disco Fever – Have you ever had cheap nasty zombie sex? Learn all about the latest fetish craze fromthe almighty and powerful eccentric outsider artist,
John Dog
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_817.html –
Aug 17

Tripe – Is not meaningless crap. It makes a damn good bowl of soup. The John Dog knows good soup and good art because he isa great eccentric outsider artist.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_816.html –
Aug 16

Ready For the Gulag – The terrific outsider artist John Dog draws the attention of the CIA. Bush finally figured out where Saddam hid his weapons of mass destruction – CHINA. John Dog exposes the lies of the Bush administration and more.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_815.html –
Aug 15

FYI – Adult Content Advisory – My first nasty sci-fi story. Men watch out. The future brings with it the horrors of wanton women out to kidnap your sperm by any means possible.
The best eccentric outsider artist, the John Dog says beware.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_810.html –
Aug 10

It's Not True – A CIA conspiracy against eccentric outsider artist John Dog is blown. And they thought that I wouldn't find out. Don't believe a word of it. Bush sucks.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_809.html –
Aug 09

Love Stinks – John Dog is a romantic eccentric outsider artist and his heart has been stomped on too many times. He bares all with this story. Share his pain. Share his anger.
http://www.notes.outsider-artist.info/notes_outsider_artist_806.html –
Aug 06

Bondage

2005-07-28T01:52:00.000-07:00

Bonding Techniques, New Miracle Glue
edited by the Eccentric Outsider Artist John Dog
written by Lee Ann Obringer

When two people in love have sex, oxytocin is released, which helps bond the relationship the way Eccentric Outsider Artist John Dog bonds beach rocks to wood with glue. . The hormone oxytocin has been shown to be "associated with the ability to maintain healthy interpersonal relationships and healthy psychological boundaries with other people." so say the sex experts at the University of California, San Francisco. When it is released in your big head's brain during orgasm, oh, oh, oh, it begins creating an emotional bond -- the more sex, the greater the bond. IS this why women will go at it like rabbits in heat when they decide you are the ONE who they want? They be hooking you with Oxytocin.

Later the passion fades, but not in the John Dog, Eccentric Outsider Artist. Vasopressin, an is another hormone that has been associated with the formation of long-term, monogamous relationships Dr. Fisher believes that oxytocin and vasopressin interfere with the dopamine and norepinephrine pathways easing the sex with everyone you meet monkey on your back.

The most important chemical for the long haul is Endorphin, the body's natural painkillers, they play a key role in long-term relationships. They help counter the pain in the neck that your pain in the ass partner gives you. It effects the whole spinal cord from neck to ass making it as soft and weak as a bowl of jello. They produce a general sense of well-being, including feeling soothed, peaceful and secure. Like dopamine and norepinephrine, endorphins are released during sex; they are also released during physical contact, exercise and other activities.

According to Michel Odent of London's Primal Health Research Center, endorphins induce a "drug-like dependency." And you just got to have it to ease the pain. The John Dog, Eccentric Outsider Artist got a long term relationship with his friend Arthritis. The John Dog tries to generate Endorphin every chance he gets. Don't ask.

It's Too Hot to be an Eccentric Outsider Artist

2005-07-22T09:17:00.000-07:00

It's too hot, too hot baby, gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade.
Or better yet stay inside with the fans a blowing and the dehumidifier going. So I've been spending lots of time on the net - networking - blogging - posting pictures - making new sites - updating old sites - learning some new tricks like RSS - and how to play with spiders.

Multi tasking now - listening to Elvis Costello's greatest hits - Pump It Up, checking and responding to deviant art mail, flickr-ing
JUST LOCKED IN http://www.flickr.com/photos/eccentric_outsider_artist/
Here are just a few more things that I have been up to besides painting, enjoying the sun, and staying out all night
http://uk.geocities.com/eccentric_outsider_artist/
http://www.nothing4uhere.com
http://hav-a-cup-o-joe.blogspot.com/
http://www.badartist.net
http://www.love-works-art.com
http://johndog.deviantart.com/
http://www.blogger.com/profile/5811015
http://www.hi5.com/friend/displaySplash.do?l=1L56EFV
Yani yeter (I mean - enough, Turkish)

Eccentric Outsider Love Works

2005-07-16T23:03:00.000-07:00

LOVE WORKS
edited by the Eccentric Outsider Artist John Dog ,
written by Lee Ann Obringer

www.love-works-art.com

John Dog Eccentric Outsider Artist has just started a new site called Love Works Art. John DAgostino aka John Dog has been making a
series of paintings about love. Love works to cure all ills. Mama's cooking is always the best because it has an added dash of love. Scientists believe that Love Works because there are a lot of chemicals racing around your brain and body when you're in love. But not because you are drinking or smoking, or eating twinkies like the eccentric outsider art maker the John Dog. Researchers are gradually learning more and more about the roles chemicals play both when we are falling in love and when we're in long-term relationships. We all know about, estrogen and testosterone and how they play a role in the sex drive area . But beyond LUST, how do we get to LOVE.

Why do we sometimes feel like high school kids again even as we approach retirement when we meet that special someone. Our racing hearts, flushed skin and sweaty palms are due to the dopamine, norepinephrine and phenylethylamine we're releasing. Dopamine is thought to be the "pleasure chemical," producing a feeling of bliss. Norepinephrine is similar to adrenaline and produces the racing heart and excitement. According to Helen Fisher, anthropologist and well- known love researcher from Rutgers University, together these two chemicals produce elation, intense energy, sleeplessness, craving, loss of appetite and focused attention. She also says, "The human body releases the cocktail of love rapture only when certain conditions are met and ... men more readily produce it than women, because of their more visual nature." Male artists who and very visually oriented like the John Dog aka John DAgostino eccentric outsider art painter are love machines and hopelessly romantic.

People in love have lower levels of serotonin and also that neural circuits associated with the way we assess others are suppressed. These lower serotonin levels are the same as those found in people with obsessive-compulsive disorders, possibly explaining why those in love "obsess" about their partner. Now this is fine as long as your partner doesn't start obsessing about how you are not living up to her expectations of perfection.

More on Sex and Bonding as opposed to Sex and
Bondage and Discipline later ,
Loose the word LOVE, when you say the word MINE?

Psych-Out Psycho Outsider Art Cup O Joe

2005-01-11T08:14:00.000-08:00

Coffee brewing, music to my ears, Cup O' Joe what I love most.
Shot of tequilla, drink some mud, eggs, bacon and a side of toast.
Violence on the t.v., living like this decades pass us.
We are all to blame, bear the shame, accidents don't happen.
Sun come cup night get down, Super Holy It, stains and ashes.

Cup o Joe dreams, illusions and cigs maintain us till we cry.
What's the story? Where's the beef? Why ask if I lie?
Caffeine makes my heart beat, have women just for sin.
Speed too fast pain in my chest, java junkie, call me John Dog.
Can't know where you going if you don't know where you been.

Good coffee, cup o' joe, might, might not get me what I earn.
Sip a little whiskey, it help what come out the coffee urn.
Sirens brew an early dawn, burning out tired young yuppies.
Cup all night in a blue-purple haze, distant memories.
Smoke gets in my eyes, doggy moms and their cuppies.

Rid the bitter stench and smell the beans roast.
Fara Zahar, nothing sweet, light a Lucky ghost.
No innocent victims, gonna smoke em till I die.
Peel back the lid, shot blood red.
Have another cup o' joe, open one eye.

Heart attack and dis-vine surely soon be dead.
Woke cup this morning with a ma-shine gun in my head.
I could of said it wasn't my way.
It's getting kind of espresso long.
Almost cup my hair the other day.

Hav - a - cup o joe @ www.cup-o-joe.com

An Eccentric Art Outsider Artist 2005 Greeting

2005-01-02T06:55:00.000-08:00

Greetings from John DAgostino, Eccentric American Artist, aka John Dog, Outsider Artist, aka Rev. John Dog, founder of The Church of The Only True God.

First BLOG of 2005
Was drinking all night
Now me barely alive

Going to toast to Eve the mother of our race,
who wore a leaf in the very right place.
Going to toast to Adam, the father of us ALL,
who knew what to do when the leaves began to fall.

My tongue be wagging cause me the John Dog
Been dancing till dawn

You might think it's pork,
it don't taste like chicken
got no beef,
just good dog lickin' .

John DAgostino aka John Dog's Eccentric Outsider Art Blog-a-rama

2004-12-28T01:43:00.000-08:00

2004 Outsider Artist- Archives
John DAgostino aka John Dog's Eccentric Outsider Art Blog-a-rama

From Rev. John Dog - An eccentric artist Merry Christmas to YOU

2004-12-24T15:59:00.000-08:00

2004 Outsider Artist - Archive

Thinking About Linking

2004-12-18T01:03:00.000-08:00

2004 Outsider Artist Archives

Not In the Mood- So Something Old

2004-12-16T11:19:00.000-08:00

2004 Outsider Artist - Archive

John DAgostino - Wild Wave Wolfman

2004-12-16T01:19:00.000-08:00

John DAgostino - Wild Wave Wolfman

JUST A TEST

I'm a Blogging - Big

2004-12-15T16:44:00.000-08:00

2004 Outsider Artist - Archives

http://www.johnsbighead.com/jbh-artindex.htm.
I'm a blogging. been a webbing before, but never a blogging so I will post some bio stuff.