Archive for December 2012

New Years 2013- Hank Williams- Venice- Yoko Ono-

December 30, 2012

 Wish Tree-Guggenheim Venice Feb 20 2011

Wish Tree-Guggenheim Venice Feb 20 2011


50 years ago tonight Hank Williams died in the back of a Cadillac heading to a gig. He was 29 years old. Some years ago there was a play Called Hank Williams: The Show he never gave. In it Hank says ” I for one won’t be to sad to see 1952 end”

Well I feel the same way about 2012. Om a Personal level it’s been one for the dross heap of hellish years. Bon Debarras 2012-
Almost two years ago, Feb 20 2011 I found myself in the Guggenheim in Venice with a whiskey Hangover of Caledonian proportions. I scurried through a rather twee exhibit on Uncle Ezra and the Vorticists. Going outside f or air and a smoke I found myself next
to to Yoko Ono’s Wish Tree
I wrote the wish you see in photo above.
That wish still is in my heart and soul.
Both Hank and Yoko have given to world, and each has paid a price.
But ya know ain’t nothing should stop us
from trying to make things a little better for each other.
Campbell here is staring 60 in the face
and doesn’t like what he sees.
BUT all we have to do in this world is make each other feel better about ourselves.
We’re all we got-
All the social media in the world don’t come close to a kind word,
a phone call, a present for no reason, without a quid pro quo.
I’m dashing this off in cold cold snowy Montreal.
I’ll be spending the new year alone as I feel mal a l’aise with world these days.
Anomie of the soul.
I hope we all make it to 2013 safe and sound
but to those of you who read this tosh
I just want to say it’s a world of wonder
that hits ya down 99% of the time.
Sometimes we don’t get back up.
But if we do
we can never let ourselves
get bitter or hard of heart
That’s how evil wins-
Love is all there is of any value.
It ain’t always easy and there ain’t no reward per se.
Let’s Honour Hank’s short life by
Staying alive- A fitting Tribute to a man who Had a radio show called
The Health & Happiness Hour
Hank never had much of either
and I personally thank Yoko Ono
for that wish tree.
She never got bitter
I recently heard her define love as
“Being Relaxed with someone”
Sounds good to me

Love to you all
Campbell

Christmas 2012- Santa not Satan is real

December 22, 2012

Burns Mosaforden in winter
Photos above:# 1 Burns Presbyterian Glencoe Ontario circa 1949
#2 54 Forden Crescent Westmount Québec circa 1957

Dec 24 1975 and I was just back from working in iron mine 800 mile North of Montreal. I was down at the corner buying wine. Santa was on the radio taking calls- Most kids were telling him what they wanted, but all of s sudden ,out of nowhere, there was a call. It was a young boy or girl. Santa asked teh child what he or she wanted to say-
“Santa, I just want to say I love you”- Never in the history of humanity has there been purer or truer love. I weep freely as I write an remember. Two years ago Feb 7 2011, in the piney woods in sun mist valleys in behind cookie cutter town Trieste, Iwept as freely when 24k told me she kept her son apprised as to Santa being real.
Dear Friends, above you see two photos. The first is the church in Glencoe, Ontario, where now 7 generations of my ain folk have worshipped. The second photo is maternal home where many a christmas was merry as a grig until…
Well it’s been a hellish year here, save for one wondrous night on my balcony in Toronto and another sweet almost autumn whiskey ramble in Northampton Mass. ( They Have a bust of Silent Cal there). Me and naan were outside of Fitswilly’s smoking Players and sipping Lagavullin. It was heartening to know that naan felt the same as I – We don’t think of k as gone – I talk to her all the time. This is poorly writ and I have blues almost unto fade to black. But I’m here to tell you that Santa is real. In some other thing recently I tweely wrote that one hears that God is Love- No-
Love is God and love is good. You want to see a good loving person ? Hang outside of Burns of a Sunday and see my Cousin Louise Campbell. She lives in same house built 150 years ago by my great great grandfather. I’m an old fool kind but so flawed. And I tell you ever since my family.. well I miss ’em . So wherever you are whoever you are I’m here to tell you that Santa trumps satan into eternity.We all will be together ,if the fates allow.
all my love to each of you and remember that child who told Santa that he loved him-
A Child Shall lead them
May you be midst friends family and love
Campbell December 22, 2012 9:43 P.M. E.S. T.

xmas message coming- urbain ad vivos – Watch this space

December 11, 2012

well not this space but you get the idea far better than i

ARC LIKES A WHEEL

December 6, 2012

Is here
I found reblogging kinda plagiaristic and we know there’s none of that on the internet

Decembers Past, Present, with hopes of Future

December 5, 2012

Heathrow

Heathrow

Albert Sloanie & Me

Albert Sloanie & Me

View from Stage

View from Stage

It seems like December, at leat 3 and 2 years ago were months of wonder and change.
3 years ago today I rolled into London with kate and debo. That week was a whirlwind of activity culminating in the last show ever at the Albert Hall. After the show, sore in need of a smoke, I went out artist’s door and met so many of you wonderful people. A lot of things happened in the next month that we all know happened, but we’re still here and that’s something.
Two years ago on December 8th, and I’m sure I’m the only one that remembers this, a little icon said “just peeking”
Therein lies another tale for another day but here’s a little glimpse of the wonder the was London.
And then there was the dream two years ago of the Serpentine when kate told me to go to the yellow light
No fan of Maggie Thatcher am I but she once said after having been putsched by her own party-
“It’s a Funny Old world isn’t it”
Love to all
Campbell