Doctor HP Flowers

STRANDED?

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Puzzled?
Mystified?
Perplexed?
Baffled?
Confused?
Bewildered?
Bamboozled?

Then, think outside the cinder block…

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© r0721-16  Stranded
White Sulphur Springs, Wva
Greenbrier, County
Monday 6 June 1994

Jules Olitski
One Time (1964)

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Friends of Doctor Flowers

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To all friends of Doctor Flowers:

     My name is Milton Page.  For years Doctor Flowers has been my loyal fan and supporter – and maybe the only person to ever hear my pipe organ music outside the recording studio.  Because of his consideration, understanding, caring, empathy, charity, emotional support and humanity it gives me the greatest pleasure to extend Merry Christmas and Holiday greetings to all Doctor Flowers visitors and loyal supporters.  I know he wishes to thank each of you for your visits and comments over the past year.  How it goes for the next is, well, a matter for speculation.


With vibrating pipes,
Milton Page

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ReHab

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     I escape Sunday morning, endorphins flowing - neurotransmitters firing, for a gratifying taste of Peggy's sweet honey.  Determined to avenge last year's humiliating abort and rehabilitate all that Doctor Flowers stands for.  Last year was, and this year will now be the Silver Anniversary of my backroads expeditions to be challenged by forecasted rains, credit card collapses, swine flu, hemlock blight, seat rot and persistent inability to pee.  Nonetheless, feet first will be the only way I return early this year unless, of course, the honey runs out.

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Harvest Smiles

Harvest smiles
Call me home
See you soon.

    

© r1426-04  White Mailboxes
  Poplar Hill, Virginia
  Giles County
  Friday 20 October 2006

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Silver Salads

Flowers recently harvested silver medals
   in the following competitive events

     - One foot standing
     - Elevated Pointing
     - Asymmetrical puckering
     - Inconsiderate scratching
     - Randomized snorting
     - Blindfolded ciphering
     - Offensive nail clipping
     - Unstable leaning
     - Low frequency whispering
     - Open mouth chewing
     - Spontaneous belly heaving
     - Aggressive wall flowering
     - Rusty penny pinching
     - Harmonic eye twitching
     - Inaudible complaining
     - Setting irrelevant examples
     - Pursuing pointless objectives
     - Neurotic scoffing
     - Shallow proselytizing, and
     - Making fart sounds

It was a glorious tournament!

    

© r1407-07  Silver Trophies
  Gate City, Virginia
  Scott County
  Sunday 5 June 2005

Out of this World

     Looking back, it was like being zapped with a lightning bolt delivering the kind of electric jolt one could never forget.  It was 1956, or maybe 1955 or 1957.  Try to remember, try to visualize the popular recorded music of that day, some beginning to play on colorless TV.  Big bands, Lawrence Welk, Jesse Crawford on the Hammond Organ, tuneful vocalists, Eddie Fisher crying O Mein Papa, Patti Page wondering How Much is that Doggie in the Window,  Perry Como, and slow dancing only cheek-to-cheek allowed.  All white, all lifeless, and totally boring to a fourteen year old wanting something more. Until, that is, a super-charged taser by the unlikely name Bo Diddley dropped a 45 rpm A-bomb on my, going nowhere, 78 rpm turntable that launched me into an unstable geosynchronous orbit where I've been pulsating ever since to the addictive Bo Diddley Beat.
     He died on June 2nd this year at the age of seventy-nine leaving behind 4 children, 15 grand children, 15 great grand children, 3 great-great grand children, and an enraptured orphan stranded in high earth orbit with original pressings of his early albums ready to turn and electrify again.
     Try a little thought exercise.  Transport yourself to 1956, or maybe 1955 or 1957.  Channel with Pat Boone, Dinah Shore, the Mitch Miller Chorus and the Hit Parade, Tex Ritter, Red Foley or Vaughan Monroe…  Then, turn up the volume and start this video.
     His dying words were, "I'm going to heaven."  And, he's sure to find an out of this world orbit uniquely his own.

Doctor HP Flowers
Stone Mountain, Georgia
Friday 18 July 2008

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Take a Deep Breath

What to think
What to do
What to say
Do numbers even matter?

This is my 500th posting
Beginning April 2005
Averaging 13 per month.
They're still here
Under the subject index
To the left.

After a moments reflection
I'll take a deep breath
And climb the stairs
For a well deserved nap.

© d080612-001  Up the Stairs
Stone Mountain, Georgia
DeKalb County
Monday 16 June 2008

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Just Say Yes

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     The Japanese Philosopher insists - a newly wrecked truck abandoned in a field beside the road looks like junk.  An old rusty truck draped with flowering vines becomes 'wabi-sabi.'  Beauty of the aged and imperfect.  It's the same for "liver spots," the Philosopher attests, and I feel so much better.

    

© r0725-22  Rusty Pickup
  Alleghany County, Virginia
  Tuesday 7 June 1994

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Life Leaving the Land

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     As I am occasionally wont to repine the loss of an earlier rural way of life, one-room schools, general stores, the church in the glen each swept away by storms of change, idyllic landscapes remodeled, life leaving the land, I was somewhat comforted to hear about the great agrarian debates fomented in mid 1700s England - aggressive land grabs amassing huge, but 'efficient', farms displacing the innocent and converting peasants to a migrating class in the process.
     Of all places, I discovered this deja vu while studying the works of Thomas Gainsborough (remember Blue Boy) who promoted his hustle to great wealth and fame by painting equally famous full length (more expen$ive) portraits of royalty and the nouveau rich.  When painting for fun, however, his favorite subjects were rural landscapes and the idyllic peasant life.  These never sold; nonetheless, his empathy for the displaced farmers was genuine.  Here's a potent example called Evening Landscape with Peasants Returning from Market, circa 1770, 47" x 57".  This elegy shows peasants 'returning from market' thereby lamenting the fact that they no longer live from the land.  Click here.

    

© r1117-37  The Displaced
  Clarksville, Georgia
  Habersham County, County
  Sunday 30 July 2000

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Wood Got Heart

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From the karma lab
From the mojo bench
A Valentines wish
To all my friends.

    

© d070319-011   Saw Log
  Stone Mountain Park
  DeKalb County, Georgia
  Monday 19 March 2007

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