The funky Doof retablos by outsider artist, Jesus Diablo can now be found hanging around the Jack Fischer Gallery, 49 Geary St. SF fourth floor. Jack shows the work of outsiders and none could be more outside than Diablo who once lived in his 54 Chevy. Diablo takes the Doof and places him in environments, in the shadows, threatening, while other times uses the Doof as an unearthly vision causing the inhabitants of the retablos to pray.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
He gave her the only thing that he had of value. He gave it to her without hesitation, without reservation. He gave it to her out of love and the sacrifice that is love. he gave it to her because it was the right thing to do. The gift he gave her was what he was given so long ago. He was this gift out of sacrificial love and now he knew what that felt like. A happiness mixed with a touch of sorrow that curiously uplifted him. He looked into her eyes as she accepted the gift and the wetness there grabbed his heart. He knew then that he had did the right thing. He told her in a soft voice to take the gift and use it to make things right, to stop the pain. She told him thank you over and over for several seconds until her voice trailed off and her eyes dried with largeness. She turned quickly and headed out the door while he stood still and watched silently. He knew he would never see his daughter again this time. This time there were no clever reasons for her to return. She had finally got what she wanted, what he had always promised knowing that it was the only reason she would come and see him. But now that was all gone. By giving her the gift, he had given his only offspring her long sought freedom and he knew that he couldn't change that so he gave up his sacrificial love with a smile on his face, watch the car roar down the street and went back to what was on the still running television.