Fact Checker

In case you want to do some checking, the college issue is one fact you will want to check. I want to check it myself because it is one of complexity. Let me explain. 46605 says “UCSC,” on the back. That is University of California Santa Cruz. Did I graduate? No and Yes.

I went to UCSC the 1990-1991 school year and did all my work in that year, mostly Philosophy and Art. My mental illness didn’t kick in until 1992 when everything fell apart. In 1992 I was given a medical leave of absence.

Fast forward to the years since the millennium, the mental health agency in Santa Cruz embezzled money from me. The money was being transferred to the UC and I was accumulating credits. Then in 2011, I made a small technicality-correction with the mental health agency in Santa Cruz, and I think what happened as a result was that the University graduated me under my current legal name William Lewis in Philosophy, 2011.

That will have to do for now. I should write more about what it was I needed to do for the mental health agency that fixed things well enough to get the degree because it is pertinent to my experience from when I attended. In general though, I was one of the lucky ones because after studying that year and I had the medical leave I really understood the material. I like my college, and I like my knowledge I acquired there. I really learned my subject. Not everyone can say that about their college or their major.

So, please check this fact even though it is not good enough to stand the test of time. William Lewis isn’t involved in the painting. I am working on a better more substantial association to UC Santa Cruz for the painting. It just needs to be about Jeff Devitt. Please be patient.

Comment: August 31, 2022: There was an attempt to re-enter the University in 2002. I got a room in Capitola and enrolled. It wasn’t meant to be because the house got termites and I had to leave. I left my stuff behind. The land lady waited till now to throw away my stuff; twenty years. I imagine that she knows me pretty well.

Comment: May 14, 2024: It is at this point that the person curating my painting should make access at Kresge.

Texas Secret A No-Brainer

The no-brainer is that the Getty family is involved and their money was made in Texas oil. It is difficult to have a thought. My grandma was such a great lady and from Texas. I can’t see what this really means. I just need to repeat the facts and let someone else develop the idea who has a better point of view.

Jim Devitt married Arlene Polsen. They had a daughter. Before a year and five months later, when I was born, dad did his bad. He must have had a complication of being related to Rosie for what my mom had in mind. Up until my dad’s bad, my mother must have had a great deal in mind; the suit and prerogative over Getty oil money. After dad’s bad, all that must have been denied.

All this makes me think is that her children must be great people except the father blew it for them. Mark Doolan is exactly like the four daughters’ children – he says that that was his grandfather’s money. The whole lot seems to have been repressed into the sub-conscience. The painting is the only thing that expresses the what that got repressed.

In this post I have tried to express something of great importance, a status of great wealth that belongs to me, only it is such a no-brainer the feeling of wealth evades me. One thing I am sure about, the painting gives me strength as a redeemer to express something that liberates the Getty folly and my father’s bad as they are expressed through me to the outside world. And it is a work of Art. It is not something like a murder or an offence against something or someone; it is a picture. And, it is my turn. I took my turn. I’m glad too.

I just wish I could feel this. It is tremendous.

The Texas Secret

Some of my readers have seen my painting. It is possible that 46605 is an object of special study. That’s okay. I have written about the painting here in my blog myself. There is a post called 48 Fine Art. It tells about the art supplies used for the 46605 work.

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Today is mother’s day, and I bring the most compelling news. My father has a secret from his mother Rosie Devitt. She never knew that he offended gas. She always professed that she didn’t know anything about it. But, she believed she was referring to Arlene’s father who was murdered by Francis Beeks when Arlene (my mom) was a teenager. Rosie was really in denial about dad and what he did before I was born. Rosie has passed away since 1995. This family also lost her as a service in 2001. She was born in Pittsburgh Texas. The painting seems to be a worthy notice for her to discover a fact about my dad. It is my note to Grandma Rosie the news of my dad.

I’m only telling you this because the people of Texas have been talking about a secret for a little while, and it is my responsibility to explain. They are saying that JEFF is much more than they realized. Rosie was a woman with a strong mind. She deserves to be in the Art History formula because of what the painting tells her about my dad. She deserves to be in the L.A. culture because she lived in Los Angeles all her life. Writing about Rosie will get the readers in Los Angeles. Basically, I am telling what the secret is. I hope I don’t spoil things for the Texas reader.

Please recall that I have written about J. Paul Getty Jr. in previous posts. He hired Francis to kill my grandfather on my mother’s side because he was molesting his daughters. Arlene is my mother who has three sisters. Francis has passed away recently. The crime was never correctly recorded. I think that the family officially called my grandfather’s death a suicide. I met Mark Doolan the son of J. Paul Getty Jr. who has said that his family deeply regrets the hit. At the time, J. Paul Getty Jr. was living nearby my mom’s childhood home and contracted Francis when Elwood wouldn’t leave the girls alone.

This is supposed to be about Rosie and I have mentioned people on my mother’s side when in fact Rosie was on my father’s side. You should be able to make a build as to how my father could keep a secret from his mom. He would just bring up Arlene. Rosie would have nothing to do with that; and she is in denial about my dad’s gas problem.

Also keep in mind that I would have a great difficulty if 46605 fell into the Getty holdings. It is bad enough that I painted. I learned about my grandfather Elwood Polsen after that. I am doing just fine with everything how it is. The painting is open to the public in Los Angeles. This post is supposed to help the Art Historian develop material on my painting that is accessible. And, I have been telling about what the painting means to Rosie Devitt in the mind. And so, I want to wish everyone a Happy Mother’s Day!

Comment March 18th, 2018. This is a lot of drama about the car. I just need to note here that the car was dismantled and engine melted down. It felt like I fell into a pit right when I was having tea. So, I’m calling it my Tea Scenario.

Life World

I want to thank everyone for all the praise I have received about 46605. I have painted a work of Art that is exceptional. It is the most beautiful picture in existence. I lived with it and a T.V. I would rather gaze at the painting than watch T.V. There is so much to see. It truly is a wonderful gift I have given the world. I am happy that it is available, finely, for people to see. And, I appreciate the praise from people who have seen 46605.

Thank you very much.

English Professor

In 1989 while living with my girlfriend at our Goleta apartment I attended Santa Barbara City College. The most peculiar English professor had me in which I was subjected to things parallel. Because I took his class I was being opened. It is sort of like a feeling of nervousness and jumpiness, or like something is about to happen. I suppose I got that from one of the reading materials, Far Tortuga. But there were other books like Gertrude Stein. She had written with the remarkable willingness to repeat her words. So, yes I was being opened but there was a certainty involved.

I was recently opened, and it brought back a lot of feelings about my experience in that English class. I imagine that I am getting over the trouble I was in after my concert fiasco and the painting. I guess I felt that my professor was getting through my historical difficulties and could still reach me. Being opened this time was reassuring.

Comment; Dec. 29, 2015. I want to comment on this post now that I have some insight on being opened. The remedy for the feeling I described here is the tea ceremony. Place the hot teacup on the table in front of you and allow it to cool until drinkable.

I Am Toning

I’m reading The Mozart Effect by Don Campbell and there is a section on Toning. I got interested in toning when I realized there is a lot of Ah’s and Om’s in my speech. I’m not thinking letters. What else could I be doing then?

I realized that I am toning. I have since found some value in elongating those Ah’s and Om’s in the form of a natural sounding tone. I am dealing with my problem in a productive way: Toning!

YouTube Video on Vocal Toning

The Landfill

I have given this post a Tag: Lithographic, Printmaking. Although there are four other posts on this subject here at Gevluef. Use Search, “Horsechestnut” to get the others. UC Santa Cruz has a lot of limestone for fine art printing. It is a major collection, and a reason to go to UC Santa Cruz – or not. They have a landfill.

I saved quite a lot of horsechestnut seeds from Seattle which I brought with me on my vacation to Taos and Chico California. During my vacation I determined the seeds would most benefit the lithography studio at UC Santa Cruz. At UCSC there is an excellent collection of lithographic limestone for printing Art. The infused fresh water would be good for them since they are fine porous limestone and they absorb water from the printing process. So, I mailed the horsechestnut seeds to the UCSC lithographic studio. That was the beginning of the problem.

It was the summer session at UCSC in 2001 and the Teacher’s Assistant received my collection marked as “ART SUPPLY.” He opened the package and the plastic tub containing the seeds. Then he said quietly, “I’ve been had!” He didn’t even look at the paperwork; he just threw everything away as if he wanted no part of it. There were over fifty seeds in that collection. That’s enough to make sweet water for lots of printmaking sessions. But the highly valued seeds went to the landfill instead. I have to make it clear to the reader that I intended the seed collection to be used at the lithography studio. When I am asked if I put the horsechestnut seeds in the landfill, I tell people, “I can’t do it.” If you are from Santa Cruz and blame me for this problem, I am sorry. I have had horsechestnut seed infused water in my body. I have some concerns about the landfill. I have to deal with the unexpected outcome of the landfill because the TA wasn’t interested in learning what the seeds were.

I imagine that the seeds have made the landfill fresh and sweet, and that the people in Santa Cruz have trouble with it leading to the body. They were thrown away in 2001, so there is an entire section of the landfill affected; but, that they were buried long ago. There are some things to consider about this problem, but you must think that our cash-bills have horsechestnut seed as a fundamental element in the cash design – perhaps it is the ink or the paper.

The TA eventually found out that something went wrong and learned about the seeds after the fact. He has visited Seattle Washington where the seeds grow in the wild. At this late date, I have had the expectation that he introduce horsechestnut seed into the lithography studio like I planned; but, I have not been satisfied as to any progress toward my original intention.