“Art IS Speech!” Witness it before the Election. Chicago Access Network Television Cablecasts: “Free Speech & the Transcendent Journey of Chris Drew, Street Artist.” In…
“Art IS Speech!” Witness it before the Election.
Chicago Access Network Television Cablecasts: “Free Speech & the Transcendent Journey of Chris Drew, Street Artist.” Indie documentary. (99 min) ©2014 Producer/Director Nancy Bechtol
documents the tenacious and unflagging commitment of street artist and activist, Chris Drew. Chris challenged Illinois’ eavesdropping statute as part of his lifelong quest to protect free speech and artistic expression.
Indie Music courtesy of Hey Now Records. Behind the Sun: Andy Alton & David Mansfield, from “Paper Airplane”
Monday, February 29th at 10 p.m. on CAN TV 21
Thursday, March 3rd at 8 p.m.,
and Thurs. March 10, on CAN TV 21
Celebrate President’s Day! The Declaration of Independence was drafted on hemp paper (the final version one per nationalarchives.com, is on parchment)-.Also a number of Presidents do admit though to having inhaled the real weed…Farmer’s cash crop then and now.. yes, APA article on MOCA…©2016 Nancy Bechtol, Illustration based on a public domain image from the US National Archives.
Alternative Posting of Modern Cannabis by MadPalX. Real Article will be on APA, Nancy Bechtol. 2016
Special Alternative Posting “magical mystery tour” (sigh) of Modern Cannabis. by MadPalX (yes, the “REAL” article will be posted with American Press Assoc.-by and by.)
©2016 MadPalX photos, art and story
….And now for the “Magical Mystery tour”(sigh) of Modern Cannabis:
A VERY long LONG time ago. Ah..like NOW.A.D/C.E. 2016..scored a daytrip to brand new Pot digs, in ‘da hood’ open house at MOCA… all rainbow light, shock & awe.. followed the cool white rabbit frantically checking his ancient timepiece, flashback..i followed.. breathe..hmm..running late for party…in da hood.. hoppin’ out of dreary street.. brain searing brightly arty colored graffiti boarded up front hole .eyes everywhere…I tumbled in..down, down, down the rabbit hole. spinning..timeless…what a long strange trip..messy enough to harken all heads to the party, welcoming.. Art everywhere, of entrancing psychedelic colours vibrating..tye dye art, black lite glowing (wear white), on beings past and present …mandalas grabbed the cave walls… Upon entry there was the undeniable true sweet smells of..wait!.. grass brownies, yum, and weed munchies galore, and other hippie treats, and ahha yee hah!, the Hooka Caterpiller was gently..on the move and offering SAGE advice. Of how to get FROM HERE… to there… spiritual guides// high reputation..intricate Indian Rugs grounding me to floor released and calmed space ..forest of many good plants grew tall and strong..for those too bummed to hunt and gather themselves a haven..more greeting, healing, and all warmly…the sound of sitars…all music..lights.. beckoned weary soul, mind, body, as I entered the magical space embraced by friendly people of all kinds, and all things righteous appeared/vanished/appeared/reappeard. to make it really good and comfy.. and most of all they are there to help to ease the pain and suffering of the weary tribes…gathering for safe haven..(ingest) (insert) (wave) peace sign and a group hug..in all ways…Life, Liberty & the Pursuit of Happiness & Cannabis ..to all ..one LOVE.