sitting at the end of a road...making us fight each other..

Selling flowers oranges and Chiclets to commuters and by passers on freeways underpasses and off ramps ..to stairs glares and the eventual looks of disgust trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents like Tu Pac once discussed .the American dream we chasing and trying to collar ...but wait we are not Americans measured by the American yard stick ..because each and every day we wake to the slap in the face and the chorus of go back wetbacks while the hook ..the hook of honk honk and fumes ..sickens us further into the muck of being stuck one foot here the other there.... so we sit at the end of this road hopeful but knowing that its our children that wont have to eat fumes for breakfast lunch and dinner.


..a prayer goes out to those on them streets a prayer that you will and yous will achieve a dream but knowing it wont be the American one



Castaneda wrote this with Mexico in heart Phoenix and family in mind and the eastern Atlantic in body

("Agent orange" water color and ink 8" x 11" )

apologizing has never been constructive

the reason the apologizes dont work is because we are looking backwards ...and when we do that we have failed already ..everything we've done has been done..so no use in even bringing it up in a negative light..everyday we get the opertunity to voice ourselves and make new desisons ..the key is to recall what worked and what didnt...in art and in life ...we must keep moving forward and not stall by looking in the rearview mirror...we stop looking back and all that is left is the present and the future...new renew and except that we are living and learning ...each day each desisons we make should not be to be bettrthan the next man..but to help not just you but your brothers and sister ..the fact is we are made of the same stuff..atoms ..were just arrrangened in different manners...kinda like legos..but dont hate the table cuz its solid and the wind cus you cant hold it ...just except that they help you and you and your brothers...we own nor create anything ..that the simplest thing to understand...these simple facts can help us find a better way of living ...

finding out that we dissappoint

directions we take day in day out..that is what our parents and people we support want to see..the direction in which we are headed in...when they see no direction ..like a lost puppy is when they become discouraged and somewhat..hurt..when the suitable decisions and directions are being made and followed ..a parent and fans could not be more than ecstatic for our progress through life. take a moment make the right ones and be sure and thank everyone whom is supporting what ever you do...THANK YOU

art ---what is it?

the question about what is art?...i have not the slightest clue....i just know that if im making a painting ..or expressing myself..blamo ..instant art..if a person can convey an emotion a message or just move someone to think in certain way blamo art..art is always gonna be in the eyes of the onlooker..you can say thats are because of this this and this...and someone else can come by and say i dont see it...so do what comes natural and just create and thru you creating we produce art ..in whatever form you can muster up...so you picked maccoroni art ok..let display that on the fridege or the luvee ..either way its still art... ...art is every where..as is life. ///bobroxemall // Bobby Castaned Greatest Painter Alive!

ive been looking for a direction

it came to me in a dreamlike state im usually in before i wake up for the day...im thinking of motion but with very iconic and symbolic images like transformers in motion ..no i have not been watching to much tv if so id be painting the wire...so bright lights big city motion and contrast..here i go ...wish me luck.

focus focus fucken focus

ive seem to lost my focus ...thru this and that ..im not concentrated..my art is looking more and more like someone elses ..like im forcing the issue....i have always had ups and downs ..but this is different i think that all the partying and boozing has started to catch up on me....yeaha yeaha im not a young buck any more but tht has no bearing on my focus...the fact that the art is resembling something id mock just weeks ago is well disheartening....i feel as if this bloodsucking city is getting to me...ive made total changes in my lifestyle except for the partying...but im no hermit either...so what to do where to find focus...ill have to keep on making bad paintings for a hot phoenix moment*..(very quick and hot like the asphalt)..so when i blog again..my mood will be changed and the art will be better..maybe its just me missing home ...who knows...im out "greatest painter alive"

day two

ive seen alot of art from the west coast all the way to the east ..im currently unsatisfied by what ive seen alot of copycat art ..but i was told everything in art is subjective blah....if you have not heart in this then your not an artist....your a crafty person...whos got a talent but the technique over rides any creativity...so you tell me that my art is unique even been classified as contemporary contemporay ...i just see it as a truth as a primal scream of the unwanted the mistreated and the unfortunate..so call it what you must ..i see the rest of the art being created as hollow.!

making a comittment

We step thru a looking glass...nothing is what it seems....we are an arrangement of neutrons and electrons..the difference between us all is the numbers and at the speed at which they revolve...we all of us have the same goal in this one of our thousands of lives lived to find our true purpose...i stand alone and so do you..making decisions i know as should you that everything is positive should be accentuated..my path is to enlighten you thus enlighten myself...my path is that of a creative one and creation is in each of us...peace and one