This is a continuation of yesterday’s post. First off, here’s a photo of the screen-less, glassless, wall of shutters in the front room that seemed so useless – because impossible to secure against mosquitoes – at first, but which grew on me as a sort of intermediary station between indoors and outdoors.


Shuttered wall of front room. You can close the shutters, but you can’t keep out small bugs…

Why more wildlife isn’t coming through that open metal grating is a mystery. The giant Tokay geckos circle the upper story, following wherever we turn on lights and bugs congregate, but they don’t come in. Yet.

This morning, while I was in the shower, my illustrious roommate, who we shall call LV, witnessed a gecko event that I’ve never seen before. She even managed to snap a picture.

Tokay Gecko eating a bat.

Only the most bad-ass geckos attempt to take down a BAT! Guess that was breakfast. [Photo by LV.]

Beyond the novelty factor, I may not want giant bat-eating geckos taking up residence in the front room, but I’m still looking forward to discovering one inside. I’ve noticed they’re becoming less skittish around us.

Another peculiar factor about this home is that there aren’t MORE mosquitoes coming in, and I don’t have any mosquito bites. I got bit more in urban Chiang Mai. Which brings me to some other differences between the two cities. People out here are less jaded by the presence of foreigners, so have that legendary Thai friendliness about them. Even the dogs are friendly, and healthy. They are more like cherished pets than mongrels with ulterior motives directed on ones calf muscles. Though, I only really know a small radius of my own neighborhood in any detail.

Meanwhile I’m developing theories about the neighborhood and the house. From the outside the house looks like a postcard. There’s even a pool.


The house looks like it fell off a rack of postcards for a resort.

I wonder if the house wasn’t intended as a vacation stay – you’ll see why soon – but the demand wasn’t constant enough to be as profitable as expected, and/or demanded too much bother. Walking around the neighborhood, I haven’t seen another home quite like this one. Most homes are a bit more practical and plebeian, with comparatively small sliding glass windows and the capability of completely sealing off the outside world.

After taking the snaps above, we ventured out to a local, roadside breakfast shop. I saw two elongated and shiny Skink lizards on the way. I remarked that the creature below would make a great pet, but, who really needs to keep one in a terrarium when one can see varieties of them everywhere?


One of several local Speckled Forest Skinks that live on the property. Quite a sleek and elegant lizard.

Breakfast consisted of “jok”, which is a rice soup with pieces of salted pork, ginger, an egg, and other goodies in it. Normally I don’t like rice porridge, but I appreciated this variety of it.


Healthy portions of Thai “Jok”. That other leafy thing is the wrapper of a rice snack I devoured first.

If the rice porridge and the kind people who served us weren’t enough gentle reminders that we are now more in “real” Thailand than in a Thai theme park, which a friend once aptly characterized Chiang Mai as, we had a visitor.


Even in Thailand I’ve never had an elephant come up to where I was eating before.

Yeah, I know that elephants are exploited in the region, and the practice of leading them around to get tips may not be good for them. The omnipresence of roosters suggests cock fighting is rampant in the area as well.

Yesterday I mentioned there was something really special about this neighborhood, which I wasn’t concretely aware of before moving in. I discovered it on a bike ride that was so idyllic at the time of day, that it could have been something my subconscious cooked up in a dream.

If I turn left on the street I live on, I am already on a very pleasant small road for biking.


The road from the house, if you turn left.

The path was more than I’d hoped for, because the city center has wide paved roads and looks like your bog standard Thai city. But a couple minutes bike ride and one reaches a dead end.


This is what causes a dead end on the street I live on.

I wasn’t entirely shocked to see this limestone mountain and winding river because I could see a couple similar mountains from my windows, but I didn’t think they were so close, or that the way there was so sweet.

This is the sort of place, and the sort of experience I originally envisioned when I decided to move to Thailand more than a half dozen years ago. No, I was never about the bar scene, or having access to any and every western amenity and kind of cheese. When I was living in Chiang Mai, the cultural experience was so diluted as compared to my immersion in the deep end of un-touristed China, that I would forget I lived in a foreign country at all. Here, even when visiting the big shopping mall with McDonalds and Starbucks I feel like I’m in Thailand.


I didn’t even have to hunt down this view. It’s just looking to the right from near the end of the street I live on.

~ Ends

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New home in Chiang Rai, part 2, with a big surprise. This is a continuation of yesterday’s post. First off, here’s a photo of the screen-less, glassless, wall of shutters in the front room that seemed so useless – because impossible to secure against mosquitoes – at first, but which grew on me as a sort of intermediary station between indoors and outdoors.

My new home in Chiang Rai, Thailand


For anyone “following” my blog, I fell off the radar for a spell. I had to leave Thailand and go to Laos and come back in again in order to renew my visa. And then I moved from Chiang Mai to Chiang Rai. The great move from M to R.

I could have easily stayed in Chiang Mai, but Chiang Rai suits my temperament much better – a fact I wasn’t sure of at all until after I moved here. More about the city…

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It’s all down hill, but not too fast.

Money crap:

I’m still ahead of my budget money. This is good. I’m almost $1,000 ahead of baseline, which means I could possibly extend my year of art to 14 months. However, tomorrow I have to do the dreaded Laos visa run, which includes two overnight bus trips, and costs overall about $230, which is nearly half my monthly budged. On top of that I need to get…

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Organic Light Sculpture, of Eric Küns, by Eric Wayne (Küns). Photo-manipulation.

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Faustus, from the early work archive

Early charcoal drawing. Dr. Faustus sold his soul to the devil. Somehow, if one just removes the thin veneer of metaphor, this does seem the Machiavellian key to many people’s success.

Just the pick. Sick of Facebook feel-good quotes that make one more powerless and encourage docility.

Of the 1%, by the 1%, for the 1%. I did a Google image search and nobody have made a graphic for this simple criticism, so I made one.

Robot Vs Monster, by Eric Wayne. Digital art and painting [March, 2014]

My new Tumblr Art Gallery

There’s no text art all, unless you click on the images, so it’s a really good way to see my art without any distractions, and also makes the images easy to share. All large scale format, responsive layout, with a good slide show mode as well. Each image has links to my blog post about it, and where to get prints or the original.

I’m in the process of adding my work there so they will be several new image posts most days.

I’ll continue to use this site to share my blog posts and all, but I noticed Wordpress was sending them over and they were getting butchered. I’ll take care to send them manually for fix them after the fact in the future.