Only in NYC......

Peek.....

Peek ABOO..... baby close your legs... he's on it.

It;s the wolf in me....



To each their own, wherever you can make a home

a Castle you can call your own...look even some S.O.D outfront!√

He warned me.... "DON:T MAKE ME GET UP!"

He said, "DonT: You ...NoW...DON:T YOU DO THAT..noW Don;T YOU DO THAT!!!"
I DID THAT>>>I TOOK PICTURES OF HIM...He was pissed. He scared me , I jumped into my car and split!
This Chick was pretty amazing!

I mean seriously...everyone can get Paper , if they make it happen...You know what i;m saYIN:!!!!

Wiggin; it up on such a hot day...i don;t think so!!!

But I bet this dude is taking that sewing machine to take in or let out
a few inches in Regis;S drawers?!!!!! HUh , WHaT?? WELL OPRAH:S GONE!

This ChicK was groovin'' out to the music in her head....

She was air guitarin; it....or ...

Mini strokin; it up....

Home girl WAS FUCKED UP>>>> feelin; NO PAIN!!!


She gave a thumbs up with her cherry cigar in hand!!!!
She gave me a feeling like Janis Joplin was ringing through her ears!!!










Homeboy Must have felt my eyeball thru the lense.... cuz; he looks back...
Left me wondering how the walk up is gonna be for Homie!

Surprise...Smile i got you son!



This cat was sippin' on Perrier... he gave me the peace sign... all in the timing YO!

We are But A Wave in the Ocean......

“We do not “come into” this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree. As the ocean “waves,” the universe “peoples.” Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe. This fact is rarely, if ever, experienced by most individuals. Even those who know it to be true in theory do not sense or feel it, but continue to be aware of themselves as isolated “egos” inside bags of skin.”~Alan Watts
Collage by Caitlin Bottoms-Newby

Precious Life

The Duo of C aitlin, G.... Jung in my mind.....

INside the world of my art
beyond the walls
~~~~~where some live void~~~~almost dead~~~~~
I create my pieces in the dark
fantasy daydreams
bubble up in my head
one eye is clear
one voice is clear in the den
the butterfly call is my Zen
free floating girl
clean and pure

on the other hand the Butterfleyed Mask
is dark and unsure
looking out
from inside
hidden
within the flower boxed windows
safe and impure
muddled conscience
with bag in hand
looking for the door......
life is to be lived
not coveted


the antennae reach from the center
cat wizard
based in a tree...wearing a black dress
she holds two feathers....
one for you ~one for me


two to awaken thru the senses
the golden water demon is
a figment of our reflected
fragmented multiplicity
subliminal force fed Religions

Third Eye must see thru the veil
embrace masked uncertainty
rise up and make this your destiny....
The Transparency of Me is My Truth
to learn to braid my multiplicity into
the very heart an center of me
will forever be my youth......
~cat
welcome to the analogy of my art work,,,,,,