MV American Watercolor


  1. One night during my 55th year, I was at Benirrás Beach on the north coast of Ibiza.
  2. I smoked golden wattle, the thorn and its root, and I had divine visions.
  3. A breeze blew over my eyes; I saw red and black fire and, in the midst, a golden Mercury.
  4. Behind it, an Owlman and an Octopusman gazed at the ineffable.
  5. Before them, the snake passenger was gazing in the same direction.
  6. A boreal light enveloped them, and the Spirit guided them.
  7. At each corner of the vehicle an eye appeared, blinking in all four dimensions.
  8. Next to the passenger, I saw first a vibration, then a man in the shape of a man.
  9. I was dazzled by the Driver’s fire; I felt fear, and I heard a voice.


  1. Watercolor painter, you have seen beyond the ephemeral, close your eyelids.
  2. Look at the wealthy collectors who don’t know me or who have forgotten me.
  3. I send you to warn them, and you will show them the water in the watercolor.
  4. You will see their wickedness and their pride, but do not fear them.
  5. They live in the ephemeral and the greed of the moment.
  6. They are no longer themselves and live in the land of sleep
  7. They rejoice in images that are easy in the usual plastic way.
  8. You will warn them, but few will open their eyes – the others will remain profane.
  9. The indolent still walk the banks of the Acheron.


  1. Then I felt my eyes open, and the Driver placed azure glasses over them.
  2. He said to me: Watercolorist, go toward the light and show what you have hidden until now.
  3. It is to the collectors stubborn and visionless collectors that I am sending you.
  4. Not to the simple image eaters, because they would recognize you immediately.
  5. You will see their swollen eyelids and their bloated thoughts.
  6. He said to me: my companions will guide you toward what must be done.
  7. I heard the sound of the shofar, and the vehicle rose in the tumult, and the spirit lifted me up.
  8. I landed on Benirrás Beach, where I stayed for a week in my brother Juan’s house.
  9. I rested my body, enjoying the garden, playing chess, and sharing happiness.


  1. After 7 nights, I took my pipe and stuffed it with thorns and roots.
  2. The carriage appeared again, and I was seized with tremors.
  3. The serpant also appeared with a buzz of wings, and said to me:
  4. Watercolor painter, you are the painter of the visions.
  5. When you show your watercolors, they will burn for the one who sees.
  6. Seeing the fire, the beholder will open their eyes, and your watercolor painting will be saved.
  7. If an idolater covets your paintings, I will put a mirror between them and their eyes, and they will reject them.
  8. Creation entered me, and its spirit said to me:
  9. Go back to your workshop and lock yourself in; await His presence in the acacia.


  1. The serpent man said to me again: I would close your eyes, so as not to create.
  2. But when I show you, you will paint His visions with your hands.
  3. Let those who want to see see, and those who cannot see remain blind.
  4. Dip your brush in confidence and brutality.
  5. No drawing study to begin – just pencil sketches.
  6. A Schmincke watercolor and paper stretched over an apple tree board.
  7. A red sable brush and a larger white rabbit-hair brush.
  8. You will calculate the surface by the division of a line into extreme and mean ratio.
  9. Large paintings in 6X6 pieces will be assembled to form one.


  1. And you, Watercolorist, take some paper and paint Los Angeles.
  2. Paint cars on fire, like splendid totems.
  3. Let the smoke rise to the sky from your canvas.
  4. Let the water overflow the contours; let it invade your drawing.
  5. It is by the number and its ratio that you will calculate its surface.
  6. I will burn their varnish, and the beautiful bodies will be vaporized.
  7. The leather interiors will be destroyed, and I will tear off the butterfly doors.
  8. Then they will become smoke for the sky, sacrifices for the clouds.
  9. And while painting you will say, “Drivers, drive toward the fire.”


  1. And you, Watercolor painter, take some water and paint the end of the film.
  2. In a red and white can, place black and blood.
  3. Let the tar-streaked water descend into the sewer of your canvas.
  4. Let the pigment invade your painting like the silica of the Mojave.
  5. It is by the darkness and its donation that you will calculate its depth.
  6. I would crush the aluminum through its center, to see the disgust.
  7. A foul detergent will inflate their diabetic addictions.
  8. Then the bloating will become gas for the sky.
  9. And while painting you will say, “Soda drinkers, get drunk on expanding Bubbles.”


  1. And you, Watercolorist, take your stamps and print the dollars.
  2. From four dollars you will make 36, which will multiply themselves.
  3. Stella, the prostitute star, made them live in lightless luxury.
  4. She will be their guide to the red-light district of their pornography.
  5. It is by time and purchase that you will calculate its price.
  6. Let the money rain down from the clouds; let it flow to Vegas.
  7. Sacrifice to Baal, burn for Moloch – your idols are back!
  8. Then the ashes of your possessions will sow the sky.
  9. And by muliplying you will say, “Dollar worshiper, weigh the weight of value.”


  1. And you, Watercolorist, take your scissors and cut up the flag.
  2. Fifty inverted stars tell us what matters.
  3. The blue and the red coagulate, the blood of the colonies irrigating the predations.
  4. From east to west it beats against the wind in terror.
  5. It is in the fabric of the flag that you will gather its greatness.
  6. Let the bullets whistle by, screaming of the destruction of cities and bodies.
  7. Fill the streets with corpses and cover them with your guilt.
  8. Then a rocket of comets will shoot across the sky.
  9. And while brandishing it you will say, “Defender of the good, salute the true flag.”


  1. And you, Watercolorist, arm yourself with your brush and fill it with water.
  2. Colored revolvers to flood naive hearts.
  3. Water pistols to refresh their sunny days.
  4. It is the offensive, the day of the fight, amidst the cries of beardless soldiers.
  5. The surrounding beaches are filled with shrill cries and laughter.
  6. And anyone who wields this weapon enjoys the following spring.
  7. Watercolorist, prophesize the next day, the last of summer.
  8. Unhappy day! This is not a game, because brother will kill brother.
  9. And you will say in song, “Laugh like a child for the love of war.”


  1. One night in my studio, as I was misting the root of the acacia, I felt His presence.
  2. I looked and saw the Owlman, with feathers in midnight blue and phosphorus eyes.
  3. He spread his wing, and the Spirit transported me into a nocturnal vision.
  4. The dark became luminous, the colors iridescent, so he said to me:
  5. Watercolorist, put away your brushes, paint at night, never in front of them!
  6. Hidden paintings of villains and raptors, priests and doctors.
  7. Never paint in their presence, as fools and eccentrics paint.
  8. You will paint with your right hand and sign with a shine of the left ring finger.
  9. You will protect your eyes with glasses from heaven.


  1. Dress in black linen without any accessories, the Octopusman tells me.
  2. For your pilgrim feet, cling to black leather sandals.
  3. Place your painting tools and watercolors in a box.
  4. Leave the superfluous behind, or it will weigh you down and slow your journey.
  5. As he wiped his wet wings he continued to speak.
  6. Visit the seas, go from residence to residence, and you will be welcomed.
  7. They will pour water on your hands, and from this water you will make mixtures.
  8. Pigments and waters will blend together to form the paint.
  9. It is in the dilution that the visions will take shape – the water will reveal them.


  1. The serpant explained to me the mechanics of rating.
  2. He says: the first month, a watercolor will be sold for 55.5.
  3. If one or more sales are made that month, you will add 55.5 the following month.
  4. If no one collects that month, you will freeze the price.
  5. The first month will be June 2022, and the time will be added up.
  6. July will therefore be at 111, if there has been one or more sales – otherwise at 55.5.
  7. Don’t worry about the speculators; they will get their share.
  8. Beware of thieves and liars: they worship this old master.
  9. The motto will be that of the empire: make the money serve you.


  1. You will recognize the pentacle, and you will make a symbol of it.
  2. The star forms the spirit upon incarnation, the sky when willed.
  3. The opposite star, the terrestrial forces upon the mystique of the word.
  4. Two generative energies, the + and the -, give Strength.
  5. The exterior is a representation of the interior, the bottom the top.
  6. From top to bottom, the interior projected into the cosmos of your universe.
  7. But recently it is the time of imbalance, the arrival of chaos.
  8. The waves are no longer parallel to the plane, the center gyrating out of balance.
  9. The wild beast becomes enraged – paint what happens, alert the collectors.


  1. Hold your tongue, because it’s your pictures that speak.
  2. Restrain your spirit, for it is by your hands that He will guide you.
  3. They will ask you for meaning and rationality.
  4. And your answer will be a question: look at the wisps of smoke, do you see them?
  5. He who sees will be welcomed as paranoid, and he who does not see treated as educated.
  6. Don’t forget your glasses, where the plan for the paintings is engraved.
  7. They won’t see you, but you will see in the ripple.
  8. A final recommendation, for those in debt to pride and vanity.
  9. Expel them from your feet, for your hands belong to the Driver.