James Bloomfield Kentucky Folk Art

Back home

2009-03-09T08:15:00.000-07:00

I got the hell out of here in the begining of Jan and went down to Tampa bay for the worst of the winter.
I just got back and now I have to repair my water lines that froze and busted while I was gone,
but other than that It feels good to be back home

Gran Torino

2009-01-19T09:02:00.000-08:00

The Greatest movie Eastwood Ever Made!
Nuff Said!

A hermits moon

2009-01-10T13:25:00.000-08:00

Awash in the luminous glow of her soul
I send my spirit into the night
on a journey to the other side
A place I have never seen
but in my dreams

were it not for gravity
I would float away
And be be lost in the eternal dream of her
to be held to her bosom
and washed by her tears

to mingle her blood with mine
to caress her thoughts
and to carry her name
to the end of the universe

The stars placed her there
on that celestial pedestal
to look down on me
reflected in the electric blue light of her

Though I shall never drink from her cup
I will often be intoxicated by her light
and be drawn to her spirit
hers is the spirit of love

© 2008 James Bloomfield

What A Night!

2009-01-04T05:16:00.000-08:00

I Fell asleep early last night and when I awoke at 11:pm I could hear the rain pouring on my tin roof and it was hot in my house so I got up and shut off the heat and threw open my front door. WTF I thought, had I slept like Rip van winkle!
I had to turn on my computer and check the date. Yep it was Jan 3 alright.
I slept the rest of the night with the front door open and the heat off

This morning I was awakened by the chatter of birds like it was april and the temp is 65 here.
I had my coffee on the porch in my housecoat and watched the sun come up... what a beautiful morning.

Venison Stew

2008-11-30T08:18:00.000-08:00

The smell of it permeates the whole house with it's wildness and I am looking forward to dinner. I will make a pone of cornbread to go along with it.
I do not hunt deer but whenever someone offers me wild game I will take it. It is so much better than all that processed shit that you buy at the store this day and time and I feel better knowing that it lived out its life wild and free and it's untimely death was not in vain much like I hope my life will have been.

Arts across Kentucky summer 2002

2008-11-29T04:48:00.000-08:00

Reprinted by permission of author

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Apple Time

2008-11-15T05:45:00.000-08:00

If you Don't mind a little cow slobber these kids

will eat right from your hand

Lookout From Buzzard Rock

2008-11-04T07:27:00.000-08:00

I rode my atv out to buzzard rock a couple of days ago and snapped this pic.
It is a beautiful day today but I can smell smoke in the air. I hope the woods don't burn around here.

The eclipse of the moon cow

2008-10-24T15:23:00.000-07:00

On the bare hill behind me
and backlit by the shimmering silvery moon
the moon cow fairly dances
bathed in the cold light of it
not aware of the shadowy curtian
that cuts across her night
or is she?

in awe of the sight of her dance, I alone suspect
her jump is emanating from some distant childhood delight
much like the gingerbread man and others

I stand there shivering in the cold light of the scene
and and watch the dance

jump... jump... I cry out
a foolish old man casts off his chains of silence
and once again reaches out to touch a dream
a fantasy long forgotten

the moon cow lowers her head and in slow motion
begins her run
kicking up dirt and rocks in her wake
jump...jump.. i repeat the chant

in one fantastic leap she hurls herself through space
carried aloft by a swirling tornado of brilliant stars
and lands somewhere on the other side
out of sight

I return to my bed
and my dreams

© 2008 James Bloomfield